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I rolled into your town around 4 o'clockin the afternoonthat's how it always isnot really worth mentioningAnd I spent a few hours in a coffee shopwrote in my journalhad some hot tea'cause it was cold outhell, we were in Michiganit's always cold thereat least that's what I hearbut you'd know bestcause you've lived there all your lifeThat night I was in this noisy barwith lots of hipstersand a couple of drunk guysAnd you know how much I hate using microphonesbut I kinda had to'cause my voice hurt a bitToo much singing and smokingtoo many noisy barstoo many Grayhoundsnot enough orange juiceThe lights on the stage were warm as whiskeyLetras de cancionesand your eyes kissed methat's when it hit meThat you were up front and singing every wordYou knew all my songsyou knew everythingI knew you tooI knew all about youall of your storiesyour eyes betrayed youSo please don't ask me for my autographI don't really like thatmakes me feel kinda strangelike I'm not human or somethinglike I'm some kind of angelor maybe a demonbut what's the differenceno one can touch youangels must get lonelyI'm lonely toobut at least I've got you From Letras Mania