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Sorry that I could never love you back |
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I could never care enough in these last days |
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Her tears fell on her pages found me well on her words |
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I don't know what to do or say |
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Wading through warm canals and pools clear blue |
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Tuscarawas flow into the great lake |
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Riding back where the highway met dead-end tracks |
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The ground is now cement and glass and far away |
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Heal her soul and carry her, my angel |
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Ohio |
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Green, green youth |
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What about the sweetness we knew |
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What about what's good, what's true from those days |
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Can't count to all the lovers I've burned through |
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So why do i still burn for you |
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I can't say |
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Sorry that I could never love you back |
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I could never care enough in these last days |
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Heal her soul and carry her, my angel |
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Ohio |
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Children blessed |
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Gather round the home she rests |
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So poor and cold in their Midwest moon and sun |
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Flashes bringing on my open eyes to lightning storm |
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The touch of mist felt soft, felt warm on my face |
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Graving dreams |
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A million miles ago you seem |
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The star that I just don't see anymore |
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Words long gone |
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Lost on journeys we walked on |
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Lost are voices heard along the way |
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Sorry for never going by your door |
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Never feeling love like that anymore |
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Heal her soul and carry her, my angel |
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Ohio |
