[ Featuring Michael Armstrong ]
Lately, I find myself out gazing at stars,
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Hearing guitars like someone in love.
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Sometimes the things I do astound me,
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Mostly whenever you're around me.
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Lately I seem to walk as though I had wings,
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Bump into things like someone in love.
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Each time I look at you,
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I'm limp as a glove,
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And feeling like someone in love.
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