Grande Route - Immigrant's Bossa Band
A very crowded crossroads
A lot of people pass me by
Alone in my thoughts
I don't notice anyone
And you brushed right past my side
One day you came along a different path
And made contact with my eyes
Had I been staring at the ground
We might be strangers now
Well some may call it destiny
Where will destiny call us
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