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Busy Streets


What a busy atmosphere

Rushing, rustling, raging streets

Crazy, crowded, chaotic people

Always seeing each other

Never knowing one another

 

She would walk past him on the way to work

He would walk the other way

Living their everyday lives

Never knowing each other

 

What a busy atmosphere

Rushing, rustling, raging streets

Crazy, crowded, chaotic people

Always seeing each other

Never knowing one another

 

Running late and in a hurry she ran

Only to run into the man she always walked past on the way to work

One look in each others’ eyes was all it took

To change their everyday lives

Feeling like they have known each other forever

 

What a busy atmosphere

Rushing, rustling, raging streets

Crazy, crowded, chaotic people

Always seeing each other

Never knowing one another

 

She walked by him on the way to work

He walked the same way

Hand in hand

Living their everyday lives together

Getting to know each other for the rest of their lives 

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