| When I’m on the road I’m nearly killing my time
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| And so alone, one million songs in my mind
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| And I see wide awake
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| Freed I let my spirit fly away
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| And maybe gone forever now
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| When I saw her face I saw myself the first time
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| And what can I say, bombs away, bombs away and goodnight
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| And I could count the ways
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| Maybe let my weary eyes fade
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| Or maybe gone forever now
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| Oh yeah
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| It was so cold, it was so cold
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| What was I supposed to do?
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| It was so cold, it was so cold
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| What was I supposed to do?
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| When I’m on the road I’m nearly killing my time
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| And I get so far away, one million songs in my mind
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| And I could count the days
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| Maybe let my weary eyes fade
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| Or maybe gone forever now
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| Oh yeah
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| She was so cold, she was so cold
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| What was I supposed to do?
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| She was so cold, she was so cold
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| What was I supposed to do?
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| What was I supposed to do?
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| Cold in passing
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| Everlasting
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| Cold in passing
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| Everlasting |