It stopped me dead in my tracks
And I stared out a window at the trees
As I let it wash over me
The feeling that I had heard that voice before
A song where each and every note
Resonated deep within me
And the song of my heart
Was playing on the speakers
In that hallway in that mall
And I thought
This is it
This is when I'll meet her
This song must mean it
This song I've heard so often in my dreams is now out there
And I turn
And I see her
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