| About missing you on the road
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| I’ve sung a billion times
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| About how you’ve become my home
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| But my home is distant from yours
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| And I’m three states away from your door
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| I’ve learned to get used to room for one
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| Countless space for a tiny girl
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| A red rose floating in her world
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| Cover me up, kiss my cheek
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| Cancel your work, stay with me for a week
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| I will admit I talk to the skies
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| Cause it don’t know shit about your eyes
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| This is just a song about how I love you
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| But please, could you please
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| Come squeeze in with me?
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| Who needs this much space
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| When I could have you in its place
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| Remnants of chocolate and empty plates
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| We’d laugh the night away
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| In the cold of Iowa
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| Only 20 degrees below
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| Morning wash away hope of snow
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| Cover me up, kiss my cheek
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| Cancel your work, stay with me for a week
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| I will admit I talk to the skies
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| Cause it don’t know shit about your eyes
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| This is just a song about how I love you
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| But you tell me to fight
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| The proof is in our intertwined hands
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| We can power over Father Time
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| And set flame to his evil plans
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| Cover me up, kiss my cheek
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| Cancel your work, stay with me for a week
|
| I will admit I talk to the skies
|
| Cause it don’t know shit about your eyes
|
| This is just a song about how I love you
|
| Cover me up, kiss my cheek
|
| Cancel your work, stay with me for a week
|
| I will admit I talk to the skies
|
| Cause it don’t know shit about your eyes
|
| This is just a song about how I love you
|
| Cover me up, kiss my cheek
|
| Cancel your work, stay with me for a week
|
| I will admit I talk to the skies
|
| Cause it don’t know shit about your eyes
|
| This is just a song about how I love you
|
| Cover me up, kiss my cheek
|
| Cancel your work, stay with me for a week
|
| I will admit I talk to the skies
|
| Cause it don’t know shit about your eyes
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| This is just a song about how I love you |