| All I left behind should come as no surprise
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| To me since I fell through the black hole of your eyes
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| Only little things inconsequential I could say
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| Of all I left behind with you along the lost highway
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| Silver earrings in Wichita, beaded moccasins in Tonapah
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| But I had you so I just let them go
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| The flannel shirt I wore to keep me from the cold
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| When we drove from Boston all the way to Buffalo
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| The leather boots I bought so many miles ago
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| I took them off to follow you into the Ohio
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| Never did my armor feel so thin
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| Silk was all I had between me and your skin
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| Like waterloo I lost that too
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| And the gold bracelet with my fathers name inscribed
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| On the back by the one who loved him all her life
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| The way I too could have loved you
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| Spanish shawl I put across the broken shade
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| Of the lamp that lit the room that last night near Cour d’Alene
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| Only little things inconsequential I could say
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| Of all I left behind with you along the lost highway
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| Of all I left behind… |