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A bored smile went between the choppers She made her way above the crowd I said things I knew would not shock her I said things to make her feel proud Trust in me Things you do And things you care about Trust in me Things I tell you Gloria I'll wait until the very end I found myself under your window You're looking down watching me sing I know now you left me in limbo But sometimes that's the way things begin Gloria I'll wait until the very end Gloria These things I say The dreams I'll turn you on them, too From Letras Mania