| Out of the blue, I come sailing
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| Through the years, through the years
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| What do I do, now that I’ve seen
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| All our hopes, and all of our fears
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| And I’m riding, the lonely highway
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| I’m the man, from out of the blue
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| Yes I’m riding, the lonely highway
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| I’m the man, from out of the blue
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| I travel far, yet no distance
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| I’m still here, always here
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| So follow the call, to our senses
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| Still there’s hope, behind the fear
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| And I’m riding, the lonely highway
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| I’m the man, from out of the blue
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| And I’m riding, the lonely highway
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| I’m the man, from out of the blue
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| Yes I’m riding, the lonely highway
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| I’m the man, from out of the blue
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| From out of the blue… |