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Fields of fire that passed the train |
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The sky is victorious but here comes the rain |
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Friday is taking me home again, |
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And I've nothing but you on my mind. |
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Grass is greener without the pain, |
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I think that I'm changing but I'm just the same |
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My sun is a ascending again |
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And I've nothing but you on my mind |
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Sometimes I feel like I'm glad to be free, |
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Sometimes I still want your arms around me |
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Sometimes I'm glad to have left you behind, |
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The Crazy English Summer has put you back on my mind. |
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Life's a riot a lover a friend, |
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Pity the day that it has to end |
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Friday come speed me home again, |
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I've nothing but you on my Mind. |
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Sometimes I feel like i'm fine on my own, |
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Fifty Thousand miles from home. |
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Sometimes I'm weak and the past is my guide, |
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Summer returns and puts you back on my mind |
