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I can't remember the face of my wife |
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But from halfway around the world I can smell her hair |
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And every stranger that brushes past becomes the love of my life |
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But I can't betray her, her arms are everywhere |
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She said don't just touch, I want you to crawl inside |
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As she backed out the door with both hands on my gun |
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Well, I never knew my father, so I guess I don't expect |
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I will ever meet my son |
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Now I surrender |
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I'll come blind to her side |
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I guess I'll spend the evening |
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In the passenger chair |
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Yes, I've studied the scriptures, the guidebooks and maps |
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Oh I drank, I drank more from habit than thirst |
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Somehow I never noticed that you only touch your shadow |
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When your feet are on the earth |
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And I can't remember if I'm still on the train |
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But I'll just trust the driver |
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I just trust the driver, I just trust the driver |
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Her arms are everywhere |
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Please don't tell me where we're going |
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Just drive, just drive |
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Please don't tell me where we're going |
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I like to be surprised |