| Can’t get used to what you told me
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| You said better brace yourself
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| There’s changes coming in
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| I wake up to a brand-new story
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| Stop the clock that’s ticking on the shelf
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| Then let it all begin
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| Now I know that I’m right here where I was before
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| Chasing all my ghosts around
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| Maybe I worry what I will say
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| Now I’m only three hours away
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| Living in between the pages
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| Watching the strangers come and go
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| Just life that’s passing by
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| It all keeps coming down in stages
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| Only hurts the ones you know
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| No matter what you try
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| Oh, and now I know that I’m right here where I was before
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| Chasing the songs from town to town
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| Maybe I worry what I will say
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| Now I’m only three hours away
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| Some things aren’t meant to last
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| Like a day that burns up fast
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| Turn away and then it’s gone
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| Sun comes up the red sky morning
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| I pray that the trouble all has passed
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| Just something that I dreamed
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| I must have missed all of your warnings
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| I guess we played too fast
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| Much closer than it seemed
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| Oh, and now I know that I’m right here where I was before
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| Making all my plans alone
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| Maybe I worry what I will say
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| Now I’m only three hours away
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| Maybe I worry what I will say
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| Now I’m only three hours away |