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Now as I'm sitting here |
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My life is passing by |
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I recall the things I've done |
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I watch the sun |
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But this is not the end |
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No the end I'll never see |
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And I'll be moving on |
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A sunbeam heats my chest; it's time to rise again |
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The leaves above whisper to me |
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I feel the land. I feel the air |
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Blowing through my hair |
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Now into the dawn I'm heading again |
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The hills are calling my name |
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Like a leaf on the ground I'm blown away |
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I wasn't born to stay |
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Living for the roads I see |
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I'm wild, I'm free |
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A stranger from the past |
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But I'm not the last |
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'Cause the road goes on and on; the road goes on and on |
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The road goes on and on; the road goes on and on |
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Don't know if it's a curse or just another kind of blood |
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But my road goes on and on |
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Yes the road goes ever on |
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Now the sun sinks; the air is growing chill |
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I lie down under just another tree |
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The last grey daylight dies |
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Now as I close my eyes |
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Then the shadows surround me again |
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The cool wind touches my face |
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The empty landscape fills my mind |
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Guess I'm behind my time |
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And yet I'll always be |
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Though my time is done |
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In darkness, in the sun |
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Travel on |
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'Cause the road goes on and on; the road goes on and on |
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The road goes on and on; the road goes on and on |
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No I'm not antisocial, I am of another kind |
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And my road goes on and on |
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Yes the road goes ever on |
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You know me; I'm in your dreams |
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Though you hide it well |
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I'm who you'd wish you were |
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The traveller |
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'Cause the road goes on and on; the road goes on and on |
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The road goes on and on; the road goes on and on |
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I've lived my life, fulfilled my dreams, I'm not afraid to die |
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But my road goes on and on |
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The road goes ever on |
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The road goes on and on... |