| There’s a time when you keep all that’s precious
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| Close to your skin
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| There’s a face in the window
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| Reflects everywhere that you’ve been
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| There’s a romantic notion
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| You’re dancing to some silent song
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| There’s a reason unknown
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| Why a traveller keeps moving on
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| I’m just a passenger
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| I’m just a stranger at the wheel
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| I’m just a messenger
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| And I can’t explain all the things I feel
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| So I ride
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| Ride down the wind
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| Search for the end of the road
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| That you know might not ever come
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| Come down in time
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| Touch every hand that you find
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| With a smile and a tear in your eye
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| To a traveller it’s always goodbye
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| There’s a whisper of love
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| That we keep for our innermost prayers
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| Longing for destination
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| But somehow I’ve never found where
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| There’s a whirl and a blur
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| Where our time and our youth always slips
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| There’s a hope for salvation
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| On every traveller’s lips
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| I’m just a passenger
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| I’m just a sailor lost at sea
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| I’m just a messenger
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| And I can’t explain what’s inside of me So I ride
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| Ride down the wind
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| Search for the end of the road
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| That you know might not ever come
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| Come down in time
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| Touch every hand that you find
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| With a smile and a tear in your eye
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| I’m just a passenger
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| I’m just a stranger at the wheel
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| A lonely messenger
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| And I can’t explain all the things I feel
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| So I ride
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| Ride down the wind
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| Search for the end of the road
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| That you know might not ever come
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| Come down in time
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| Touch every hand that you find
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| With a smile
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| Oh and I’ll ride
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| Ride down the wind
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| Search for the end of the road
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| That you know might not ever come
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| Come down in time
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| Touch every heart that you find
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| With a smile and a tear in your eye
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| To a traveller it’s always goodbye
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| Goodbye |