I can feel you standing there directly behind me.
So close I can feel your breath on my neck.
Why do you always vanish when I turn around?
If you want to be so close to me why not let me see you?
I hear you whisper my name into my ear.
Sometimes I can feel the weight of your hand on my shoulder.
I don't know who MaryAnne is!!!
Why do you keep asking me for her?
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