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I Have Stood Here
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about a girl who told me she felt alone but i had always wanted her to see that i was there for her. older version of it. no big changes- the lyrics page shows where. voice sounds a bit shaky but you can still get an idea of the song.
acoustic guitar music oas
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acoustic music, guitar, singer-songwriter, folk, pop, wuss rock
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Song Info
Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Guitar
Charts
Peak #262
Peak in subgenre #63
Author
Jarrett Clayman
Rights
by Jarrett Clayman
Uploaded
June 01, 2003
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MP3 5.5 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
she would always tell me that she felt alone and was an outsider in everyone else's world. she never realized that she wasn't alone- because i was out there with her.
Lyrics
Clock turns to AM and she’s still awake, Rise from her bed only to make it again… make it again… Couple more hours and the dawn, it will break, Closes her eyes, asleep, she will fake dead…she will fake dead… And she’s not sure what she’s living for Questions whether it’s really for her She’s lost herself in the melody Till she quietly cries, “sing to me…” She tells herself she’s alone, But I have stood here watching her. She tells herself she’s alone… she’s alone… Picks up her phone, just to listen To the dial tone, there is comfort in there, Somewhere a voice speaks into her ear, but As soon as she hears it, he disappears again... and she is dead again… she is dead again… she is dead again… And she’s not sure what she’s living for Questions whether it’s really for her She’s lost herself in the melody Till she quietly cries, “sing to me…” She tells herself she’s alone, But I have stood here watching her. She tells herself she’s alone… she’s alone… She takes a breath of the silent air and Wonders if she is even really there Her pillow becomes for more than her head Her arms pull it close, but no heart beats, she is dead… she is dead again… And I’m not sure where she’s coming from When she questions whether it’s really for her She’s lost herself in the melody Till she quietly cries, “sing to me…” She tells herself she’s alone, But I have stood here watching her. She tells herself she’s alone… but she’s not alone… She tells herself she’s alone, But I have stood here watching her. She tells herself she’s alone… but she’s not alone… she’s not alone…
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