| While we’re talking on the phone
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| I can smell your sweet cologne
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| I’m getting in my car and I’m
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| Coming home
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| How’s it there and how’ve you been
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| Does our neighbor still play the violin
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| And did your sister find what she was looking for
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| The Christ within
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| When I get home
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| I hope I’ll find
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| The fire is still on
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| And I’ll fall into your arms
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| Like a stone into the river
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| And it seems to me as if these stripes
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| I follow on the road were simply put there
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| Just to lead me back to you
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| And I’m drivin' in my car
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| Cause' dreaming just won’t do
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| I know this time around, I’ll bring something to the table
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| Something different than before
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| Cause' I know, I’ve grown able
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| To love you more
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| But when I get home, I hope I’ll find the fire is still on
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| And I’ll fall into your arms
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| Like a stone into the river |