| I was standing on the sidewalk, the wind swept me off the ground
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| Flying like an airplane, felt like the speed of sound
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| Past the moon, through the darkness, it took me back in time
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| I landed on my old front porch, in 1999
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| There was joy in the kitchen, but sadness in the eyes
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| All the people standing around, telling stories I recognize
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| Almost 20 years since the last time we spoke
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| We were eating at the airport. |
| I was laughing at your jokes
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| And you, you never leave my heart
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| You never leave my heart
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| I saw myself talking to old friends, that I haven’t seen in years
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| One moved away to LA, one’s a real estate financier
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| The reverend held court in the corner. |
| Mom cried with all who came
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| When I went to bed that evening, I had never felt so strange
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| And you, you never leave my heart
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| You never leave my heart
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| I disappeared back into the darkness, the wind flew me home
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| Still standing on the sidewalk, confused and alone
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| It’s always a benediction, to be reminded that you’re gone
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| You’re a truth and a fiction, a vision and a song
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| And you, you never leave my heart
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| You never leave my heart
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| You never leave my heart
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| You never leave my heart
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| You never leave my heart
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| You never leave my heart
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| You never leave my heart |