| You walk around sad thinking you’re on the black list
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| But you’re only like a son to me
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| I never knew that times will be so tough and so glorious
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| You could say it’s bittersweet
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| The cruel? |
| at sea was looming down the road
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| Makes that excess baggage seem such a heavy load
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| I can see it in her eyes she thinks I am the god
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| But I’ll get to where I’m going in good time
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| All of the years you put in all that toil
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| All the sweat and tears just redefine your soul
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| You’re like a beacon, talking way too much
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| But you carry me from autumn to the cold
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| Darling? |
| was written on the wind
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| Makes that excess baggage somehow?
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| I can see it in her smile, she’s scared like she was for a while
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| But she’ll get to where she’s goin' in good time
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| (Bridge)
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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| And you don’t see what’s looming down the road
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| You think that excess baggage is such a heavy load
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| I can see it in your eyes, you just might be the god
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| You will get to where you’re going in good time
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| Yeah, you’ll get to where you’re going in good time
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| Yeah, you’ll get to where you’re going in good time |