I watch her through revolving doors
Through the windows of trains
On the stairway to the second floor
On crowded street covered with rain
She rushes by and I call out her name
Somehow she disappears...
So I wait for her by the cafe light
Where strangers meet
at the end of the night
And I wait for her to come to me
The Girl in the Orange Sweater
She accidentally took my seat
Pulled off her white gloves
I was captured by the look on her face
A masterpiece of beauty and grace
Just travelers passing the time...
So I wait for her by the Cafe light
Where she missed her train and
we talked all night..
And I wait for her to come back to me
The Girl in the Orange Sweater
The Girl in the Orange Sweater
And when I close my eyes I see
a cold and lonely world
if she's not there with me...
And I wait for her to come back to me
The Girl in the Orange Sweater...
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