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Down to the crossroad with an open mind |
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Tails out tapes so please rewind |
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Do you mind if I me take a closer look |
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add my name in blood and then close the book... |
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Now, I don't regret so much what I said |
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but it's sad some of it stayed inside my head |
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Jumped the garden wall, climbed the learning tree |
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sleep the meadows green, high the memory |
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Like a slave to the grind |
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of my own tortured mind |
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I just look for a road back home. |
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Wheels of life turning endlessly, |
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like the rivers run to the sea. |
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Now I'm grateful to you and I tried to be true, |
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and after all, it's good to be alive |
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Bless my lucky star that you came my way |
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I picked up on most what you once said. |
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And it's always plain for the world to see |
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there's just one place where I long to be. |
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And I talked to the wind |
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where am I to begin |
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I just pray for the road back home |
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Wheels of time turning endlessly... |
