[Intro. (Acoustic Guitar)]
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Look at those dancers gliding around
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Seems as is their feet
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Don't hardly touch the ground
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Look at them smiling
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Like they knew one another
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And they never would come down
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Turn around and hold me
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I'd like to see your face alone
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I'm hoping there's someone home
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[Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar)]
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I'd like to meet you
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Who do you see?
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Introduce yourself to whichever of me is nearby
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Close behind your eyes you're laughing at me
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And I'm stuck with no instructions that I can see
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To steer by
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Stick around it's tricky ground
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I'd like to see your face alone
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I'm hoping there's someone home
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[Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar)]
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Two or three people fading in and out
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Like a radio station I'm thinking about
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But I can't hear
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Who gets breakfast? Who gets the lunch?
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Who gets to be the boss of this bunch?
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Who will steer?
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Turning
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Turning
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To see your face alone
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I'm hoping there's someone home
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[Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar)]
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Dream
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Do you dream
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Dreaming
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Do you?
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Dream
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Do you dream
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Dreaming
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Do you?
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In my dreams
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I can see, I can
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I can see a love
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That could be ...
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[Ending (Acoustic Guitar)]
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In My Dreams
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Crosby, Stills & Nash |