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Picking up her clothes from the bedroom floor |
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She dressed in the dime light shinning from the hall |
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Quietly she slipped into a moon lit night |
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Leaving all her troubles behind |
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He over looked the little things that means so much |
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There was no sincerity left in his touch |
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Anyway she tried to please he put her down |
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He cannot criticize her if she ain't around- |
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Chorus-And she's driving like there's no tomorrow, no turning back |
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Clinging to what dignity is still in tack |
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Face to face with freedom and determined to survive |
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Destination life |
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On the road she thinks about the way things were |
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If only he'd respected, loved and cared for her |
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He had opportunities to do things right |
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He missed the chance to hear her say good bye- |
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Chorus-It wouldn't have taken much to keep her from walkin' |
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But she gave up and let the miles between them do the talkin'- |
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Chorus-Destination life |
