If she knew what I've seen
while I'm watching
Would she know
where to smile, what to say?
When she leaves
from her book to be with me
Where's her mind
as she stands while I play?
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She left behind names
in the pages
And the time she took out
they stayed in
Now she thinks that
she maybe should tell them
Of my book and
the places she's been
<Interlude>
Now she's looking at
me while I'm writing
Does she know
where to smile, what to say?
When she leaves
from her book to be with me
What's she thinking
about while I play?