| Dandelions bloom in a field in my hometown
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| They have been there twenty one years
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| And they got plans on sticking around
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| Like a ballerina they cut through the cool night breeze
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| Dancing with their clothes off, there hearts upon their sleeve
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| There’s something about this place that I can’t hide
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| I can’t outrun this feeling no matter how hard I try
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| I can’t get you off my mind no matter what I do
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| Because everything in this damn town reminds me of you
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| Well the cows still graze that field on Sandy Cross
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| And I drive up and down this road searching for something I lost
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| But I don’t think I’ll find what I’m looking for
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| Because the girl I never told I loved doesn’t live here anymore
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| There’s something about this place that I can’t hide
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| I can’t outrun this feeling no matter how hard I try
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| I can’t get you off my mind no matter what I do
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| Because everything in this damn town reminds me of you
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| The neon lights downtown, oh how they shine
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| And this city steals my paycheck, one drink at a time
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| Like a makeshift raft at sea I’m bound to sink
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| Because the beautiful women with dangerous smiles keep forcing me to drink
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| There’s something about this place that I can’t hide
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| I can’t outrun this feeling no matter how hard I try
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| I can’t get you off my mind no matter what I do
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| Because everything in this damn town reminds me of you
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| You and me we were oh so free
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| Running around like two young kids should be
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| Who would have thought that we would fall, we tripped
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| We fell, we lost it all in this town, this town |