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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 and your picture in my hand
Saying if you see this boy can you tell him where I am?
Some try to hand me money they don't understand,
I'm not broke, I'm just a broken hearted girl
I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do, 

Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be?
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.