Tell me about my contradictions

I was watching through the window, you were going through the dances.	Trail your finger through the air, and then tell me you can't feel it	She was inside the music, with her eyes closed	Would you tell me if it was true?
If you ask me about spring, I'll tell you about	She grew a little older, while he was telling her	Tell me a story about trains

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