| I left before the sun came up this morning
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| And I saw perfection as I walked away
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| I left a kiss on your cheek my darling
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| And for once in my life I didn’t have nothing to say
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| I watched the dawn paint the skyline pastel
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| I watched the valley bring a sun to life
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| And I wonder if the flowers knew what happened
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| In the winter would they still open up to me in July
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| And this road gets kinda lonely
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| And the quick stop coffee is keeping me alive
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| I’m missing my baby and without her it’s a lonesome drive
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| The raindrops keep falling on my pillow
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| And the sound of the wind is a drug that calms my nerves
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| I find my reflection in these windows
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| Hopelessly in love with much to learn
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| This dim-lit room with chills as cold as autumn
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| I found inspiration when it was me I was looking for
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| And the ghost of the girls that came before you
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| Still dance across these old hardwood floors
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| And this room gets kinda lonely
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| And the thought of her is keeping me alive
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| I’m missing my baby and I don’t like living on lonesome drive
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| And this life gets kinda lonely
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| And the thought of her is keeping me alive
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| I’m missing my baby and what keeps me going is this lonesome drive |