Jesus freaks, out in the street, handin' tickets out for God,
Turnin' back, she just laughs, the boulevard is not that bad.
Piano man, he makes his stand, in the auditorium.
Lookin' on, she sings her song
The words she knows, the tune she hums.
But oh it feels so real,
Lyin' here with no one near
Only you,
And you can hear me
When I say softly,
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