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Somewhere in the distant past |
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I saw a latch |
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And in your soul |
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It flickered on |
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And now it's off again |
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I've memorized the day |
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When you were |
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Skipping stones across the sea |
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And you carried me back home again |
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(Oh, it's a lonely road |
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Won't you stay |
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Won't you stay |
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Won't you stay) x2 |
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We can do this any other way... |
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Tell me what you dream about |
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When no one is there to catch you smile |
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Is it something warm... |
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Something delicate |
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Your working hands feel quite like stone |
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But they still seem soft and sensitive |
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When compared to your heart |
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(Oh, it's a lonely road |
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Won't you stay |
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Won't you stay |
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Won't you stay) x2 |
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We can do this any other way...Oh, oh |
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There is no where left to run away...Oh, oh |
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Father, there is no one left |
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On this earth to impress |
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So please come home |
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Come back home |
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Twenty years have passed since |
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I have heard you say that life is good |
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But I'm losing hope |
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So come back home |
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(Oh, it's a lonely road |
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Won't you stay |
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Won't you stay |
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Won't you stay) x2 |
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We can do this any other way...x2 |
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There is no where left to run away... |
