| I’ve lost my mind on what I’d find
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| All of the pressure that I left behind
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| On Allison Road
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| Fools in the rain if the sun gets through
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| Fire’s in the heaven of the eyes I knew
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| On Allison Road
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| Dark clouds file the moon is near
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| Birds fly by a.m. in her bedroom stare
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| There’s no telling what I might find
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| I couldn’t see I was lost at the time…
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| Yeah I didn’t know I was lost at the time
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| On Allison Road
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| So she fills up her sails with my wasted breath
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| And each one’s more wasted that the others you can bet
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| On Allison Road
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| Now I can’t hide so why not drive
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| I know I want to love her but I can’t decide
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| On Allison Road
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| I didn’t know I was lost at the time
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| Eyes in the sun where the road wasn’t wide
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| So I went looking for an exit sign
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| All I wanted to find tonight…
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| Etc.
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| Time won’t stand by forever if I know it’s true
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| And I’ve learned not to say never
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| Or else I’ll seem the fool
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| Twenty-nine you’d think I’d know better
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| Living like a kid
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| When my lies seem less than clever
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| Is when I fall for it
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| Only time will tell if wishing wells
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| Can bring us anything
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| Or fade like scenes from childhood dreams
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| Forgotten memories
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| Some rides don’t have much of a finish
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| That’s the ride I took
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| Through good and bad and straight through indifference
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| Without a second look
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| There’s no intention worthy of mention
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| If we never try
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| So hang your hopes on rusted out hinges
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| Take 'em for a ride
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| Only time will… etc. |