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You drive the away the best of you |
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It's all that's left to say |
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You leave me with the rest of you |
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You've made it on your way |
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I need a call to say from you |
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Just before you go |
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The more that I've been close with you |
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The door was always closed |
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Drive away and all, there's nothing you should say |
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Drive away and all, we're travellers anyway |
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Get on up and straight you go |
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There's nothing left to say |
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Begging's not my place you know |
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You wouldn't hear it anyway |
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'Cos all the days I begged you stay |
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I saw it made you blind |
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There's more than I can really say |
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What it is that traps you all inside |
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Drive away and all, there's nothing you should say |
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Drive away and all, we're travellers anyway |
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You made it all get so uptight |
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I made it in between |
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You went and wronged all the rights |
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Then you hid behind your screen |
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You're headed where I just don't know |
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I think you've gone inside |
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I hope the world looks good from there |
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Well I hope it looks all right |
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We never made it all the way |
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We never made it all the way |
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You take the best of you |
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I keep the rest of you |
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Drive away and all, there's nothing you should say |
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Drive away and all, we're travellers anyway |
