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I try leaving you at home |
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but every thought returns to you |
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My head, it seems to roam |
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no matter what I do...yeah yeah, oh no no |
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You know it's late right now |
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and every song sings of us |
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I guess these singers know somehow |
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and my life they must discuss...oh yeah |
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(Chorus) |
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'Cause I left the pictures of you behind |
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'cause I didn't want to dwell on you |
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But even the streets speak your name out here and |
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in last night's movie too, in last night's movie too |
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Mountains now in the rear view |
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as the tired road creeps on and on and on and on and on |
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Perhaps I'll leave you in Colorado |
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with this Monday morning fog |
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But the pictures await me back home, yeah |
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and there the streets whisper, whisper your name, yeah |
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escape it seems impossible...sometimes |
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and I'm the one to blame, yeah I'm the one to blame |
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(Chorus) |
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'Cause I left the pictures of you behind |
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'cause I didn't want to dwell on you |
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But even the streets speak your, |
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your sweet, your sweet name here |
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and last night's movie too, but last night's movie too |
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I've tried, I've tried leavin' |
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I've tried, I've tried leavin' |
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I've tried, I've tried leavin' |
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you behind, you behind (whole verse 2x) |
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...but you wouldn't stay |
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...but you wouldn't stay |
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Thank God you didn't. |
