Without a Believer

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 When I was a boy, hardly more than ten years old
 My family moved to a small town
 And I was destroyed, leaving all my friends behind, and if
 I'd had the choice, we'd 've stayed put
 It's only now I can see sometimes a little change can be good
 At the end of the block, a ramshackle diner stood
 My after school stop, just to pass time
 Where I met a girl, nearly three times my age but still
 She painted my world with her kind words and soft curves
 Just a schoolboy crush, but
 You remind me of her
 She saw something in me
 I was lonely and misunderstood
 She'd ask me to write down my wildest schemes
 And over slices of blueberry pie, I learned to dream
 She'd say, what good's a dreamer without a believer?
 We all just need someone to care
 One who might listen and root for our wishes
 Someone to simply be glad that we're there
 What good's a hand if nobody needs holding?
 When everything else falls away
 If no one believes her, what good's a dreamer anyway?
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 Thank God for that place, it practically saved me
 Those school kids sure didn't take kind to this stranger
 And I was eccentric, all grand plans and inventions
 That I would've just thrown away
 By listening, she let me have something to say
 What good's a dreamer without a believer?
 We all just need someone to care
 One who might listen and root for our wishes
 Someone to simply be glad that we're there
 What good's a hand if nobody needs holding?
 When everything else falls away
 If no one believes her, what good's a dreamer anyway?