| Lonestar is fading into the shadows
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| Standing there waiting for something to say
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| But she’s so impatient she might not see him
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| The chance of a lifetime could be slipping away
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| Standing alone, he wears his freedom
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| He’s seen it before, the sun going down in her eyes
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| His heart is his own, a lonely companion
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| As true as the wind and the deep purple sky
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| Now lonestar is grieving, but she doesn’t notice
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| She’s laughing and dancing with some Romeo
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| But out of the bright lights there’s one lonely cowboy
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| With nothing to hold him, and nowhere to go
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| Standing alone, he wears his freedom
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| He’s seen it before, the sun going down in her eyes
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| His heart is his own, a lonely companion
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| As true as the wind and the deep purple sky
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| Now lonestar is fading into the shadows |