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Sorrow is a lonely road |
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Where the rain like your tears |
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Beats heavy on the roof above your head |
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Tomorrow is a lovers' town |
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That's been beaten down |
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And the hands of winter holds the life we've led |
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Instead of drowning in despair |
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For I find small comfort in a bottle |
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When we're apart |
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Don't let the teardrops rust your shining heart |
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I used to drive all night for you |
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While the children were asleep |
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And as the dawn broke on your room |
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Back into my house I'd creep |
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Where my husband slept alone |
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Of course he must have known |
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But we always hide the truth |
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For fear of losing what we own |
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So don't forget the words that we choose |
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And constantly misuse |
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They were written down every time we were apart |
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Don't let your teardrops rust your shining heart |
