| I got a way I can find you,
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| Down on melody ranch,
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| I know you’re there most everyday,
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| That’s where you like to spend some time alone
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| I need to talk to you,
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| Tell you what I feel, like
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| Warm «hellos"in the morning mist,
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| You’re the magic that turns my heart around
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| Seems to me we’re really living way too fast,
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| Oh when we should let the story of love last.
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| Sometimes I just want to go and drift away…
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| Move on to some forty mile town.
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| I got a way I can see you,
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| Close my eyes and start to watch the ancient water flow,
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| Like a crystal dance that paupers know so well.
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| That’s the way kings keep dreamin',
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| Hold their head up high and live below forty mile skies,
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| The way that it can be in ocean towns.
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| Things of this world, guess we never really own;
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| Oh that mountain falls, and then we’re going home,
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| We should try and make the best and get away…
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| And work on towards a forty mile town
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| Seems to me we really need to feel love more,
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| Oh, an ordinary smile opens the door.
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| Sometimes all I want to do is dream away…
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| And wake up in some forty mile town |