| This Sunday, you were blowin' through my mind, yeah
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| Like Tuesday, you were burnin' in my eyes
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| I hoped today could be just kind of my way
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| 'Cause it so much matters that you’re there
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| And I’d hoped today could lead me into your way
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| But I fell down in some disrepair
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| The sparks here, they can lead me up the town
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| But it’s dark here, if I don’t have you around
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| So I hoped today would lead me kind of your way
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| And the sun would be shining on my face
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| And I’d hoped the road would lead me to your doorway
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| But I fell down in some disrepair
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| So when the sun meets the sky
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| I’m gonna take a ride and get to where I do
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| And when your love is gonna call me home
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| I will run to you, the way you want me to
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| Oh we’ll sing
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| Oh I hoped today would lead me kind of your way
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| With a love, and treasures we’d find there
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| And through all the fog, the cracks, the cogs, a gateway
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| Where I’d find someone to repair me
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| So when the sun, meets that sky
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| I’m gonna take a ride and get to where I do
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| And when your love is gonna call me home
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| I will run to you, the way you want me to
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| So when the sun starts to shine
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| I’m gonna take a ride and get to where I do
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| When your love is gonna call me home
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| I return to you, the way you want me to
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| Oh, we’ll sing
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| Oh, we’ll sing
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| Yeah, I’ll take a ride to where I do
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| there
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| Take me there |