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I wish you never even loved me |
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Makes it so hard to live without love now |
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I know you're often thinking of me |
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Sometimes I feel you so close by |
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That it takes all my might |
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To keep from trying to track you down |
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I can surely keep you out of sight |
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Forget about the way you look |
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Your smile |
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The way you speak |
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But I've heard in the dead of night |
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Outside my window silence breaking |
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With the solid destination |
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Of your lonesome speed |
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I know the sound of your wheels |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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I know the sound of your wheels |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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I know the sound of your wheels |
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I had a handle on my sorrow |
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My composure was in order |
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If not sufficiently intact |
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But every reminiscent echo |
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Brings a blow to chill my senses |
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And my heart quakes and tenses |
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Til these moments pass |
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I know the sound of your wheels |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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I know the sound of your wheels |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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I know the sound of your wheels |
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Every trace |
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Every vision |
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Brings my emotions to collision |
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Past love's lost tokens |
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Every cherished thought once spoken |
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False hope of reconciliation |
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I wish you never even loved me |
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It makes it so hard to live |
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Without love now |
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I know you're often thinking of me |
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Sometimes I feel you so close by |
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That it takes all my might |
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To keep from trying to track you down |
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I know the sound of your wheels |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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I know the sound of your wheels |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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I know the sound of your wheels |
