| state lines aren’t the only boundaries i’ve crossed recently.
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| but these exit signs, miles away they keep reminding me
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| that i’m coming home to see you, but never left behind thoughts
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| a certain girl had somehow planted in my mind.
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| thoughts we played out before, but feel so new.
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| any direction i go will always bring me back to you.
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| so i’ll count another mile marker on my way through Pennsylvania.
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| 5,4,3,2,1. |
| one last phone call just to hear your voice,
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| and since i have a choice i won’t say goodbye,
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| don’t say goodbye, cause i’ll see you soon.
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| all the leaves have turned from green to brown
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| and hit the ground since i’ve seen your face.
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| it’s your favorite time of year, a time a postcard can’t replace.
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| and though the months change, it’s safe to say i won’t.
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| i’ve found a place i finally belong to. |
| it cant be found on a map,
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| it’s always been right next to you. |
| all of this time i’ve used up
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| all of my mind to find a way to you. |
| if you’re singing along,
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| i hope you know that this song is just one of the things i’ll give you.
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| soon enough i’ll find the place where you are,
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| cause the mile marker’s bringing me home. |
| i’ll see you soon. |