| I’ve got a picture
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| It’s gonna help me on my way
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| Cause now I’m stuck in Boise in the rain
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| Another day with an empty heart
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| It alway hurts to be so apart
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| I count down the minutes until I’m back inside the world
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| So call me up when you’re awake
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| Cause I’ll be waiting
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| To let your voice once more carry me away
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| The bluest stars, sharp as sleep
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| Even though so far away from me
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| And my heart will tell you more than I could say
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| Another wicked winter
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| And I’m frozen to my soul
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| I could never find you this way
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| So many times has passed us by
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| Underneath the same winter sky
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| These circumstances prove how little lost you know
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| So call me up when you’re awake
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| Cause I’ll be waiting
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| To let your voice once more carry me away
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| The bluest stars, sharp as sleep
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| Even though so far away from me
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| And my heart will tell you more than I could say
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| This is our time
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| When its frozen outside
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| I know it’s warm inside your arms
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| Create a circumstance
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| Will I forsake this chance
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| And take down my time to resign
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| I wonder now and then
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| If I could hold your hand
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| And talk while we walk for a while |