| It’s been a long time coming
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| This feeling I’ve got
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| Things’ll always go your way
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| Such a long shot
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| Been so deep in the hole
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| Thought I’d never crawl out
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| Anything can happen, whoa
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| I know that now
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| One slip, one fall
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| A turn of the head can change it all
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| A step ahead, a step behind
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| A blink of an eye at the wrong time
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| North, south, east and west
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| Spin the wheel and hope for the best
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| No regrets and it’s on we roll
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| Put it in drive and set the cruise control
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| Walk tall and away you go
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| Wheels roll and the whistle will blow
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| Many miles, oh, I may roam
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| Put it in drive and set the cruise control
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| He was holding on, he trusted me
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| Then he slipped away
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| He fell hard and now
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| I’ve just got myself to blame
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| When he smiled at me
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| Finally, oh, I came around
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| You can’t worry, you never know
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| So don’t beat yourself down
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| One slip, one fall
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| A turn of the head can change it all
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| A step ahead, a step behind
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| A blink of an eye at the wrong time
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| North, south, east and west
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| Spin the wheel and hope for the best
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| No regrets and it’s on we roll
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| Put it in drive and set the cruise control
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| Walk tall and away you go
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| Wheels roll and the whistle will blow
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| Many miles, oh, I may roam
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| Put it in drive and set the cruise control
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| In my darkest hour, my longest day
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| Oh, my mind was a prison
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| I could feel it taking me down to stay
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| Then I said, «Forget this
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| It’s out of your hands anyway»
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| North, south, east and west
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| Spin the wheel and hope for the best
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| Many miles, oh, I may roam
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| Put it in drive and set the cruise control
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| Wheels roll and the whistle will blow
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| Walk tall and away you go
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| No regrets and it’s on we roll
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| Put it in drive and set the cruise control
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| Put it in drive and set the cruise control
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| Oh, where I go I just don’t know
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| Pick myself up and roll, roll
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| Up ahead can’t see it all
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| Take it slow, let the cards fall |