Monday, May 6, 2013

Going back to the corner where I first saw you.
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move.
Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand.
Saying if you see this guy can you tell him where I am.
Policeman says girl you can't stay here.
I said there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year.
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows.
If he changes his mind this is the first place he will go.
People talk about the girl who's waiting on a guy, oh whoa.
There are no holes in her shoes.
But a big hole in her world.

I'm the girl who can't be moved.
I'm the girl who can't be moved.

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