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Headin' out of the city life, |
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Suitcase full of dreams |
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Trying to find some kind of memories |
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That didn't hold a distant scheme |
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Something she said I can't remember |
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But I answered her in turn all the same |
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And what I saw in her style |
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Well I'd seen it before |
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But somehow it looked quite different this time |
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Goodbye to all the friends I never had |
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Do you still remember me |
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Takin' care of all your business |
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You give it all away |
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And I wonder with all your broken dreams |
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and promises |
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If you ever knew me at all |
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For we are older now |
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But somehow you still look the same. |
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Say a prayer for the one you need |
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Too many here come back Saturday |
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Don't be concerned |
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There's too many words to say |
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Some things will never change |
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So many faces seemed to pass me by |
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I've had my share yes it's been used |
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Money talks, that's what they'd say to me |
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I'd only laugh at you confused |
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What used to be an old apartment |
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They've built a multi-colored jug-saw in the sky |
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And where the children would play |
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Well, they're not there anymore |
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But the rooms are nice with numbers on the door |
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But in her eyes there's a place for me |
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An open heart where I can hide away |
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Forget the changes |
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As life rearranges to something new |
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And will she wait for me |
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When all is said and done will she still be free |
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or will the chance be lost |
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Fro love is so hard to take |
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When dreams in the night are blown away |
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In her hand lies an opened book |
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She gives a sign then she turns the page |
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And in her smile she knows how it all will end |
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But in my eyes she sees |
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We're strangers in the wind |
