| You think I could be the one to look inside your mind
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| I don’t think we’ll have the time, so let us get in line
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| Another town, another bed, another thing to go
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| By now, I learned to take it cool, but I don’t wanna know
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| My head is empty, all the stories that I’ve known I’ve told
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| The situation I escaped from, now it looks like gold
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| Any way and anyhow we did it, it was good
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| But now I take the time to think 'bout ev’rything I should
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| 'Cause after this, I’m gone; |
| the show is done
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| No other town or bed that lies ahead
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| I’ll go home to what I know
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| I’ll go home, home to you
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| By the time that you think 'bout it twice
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| No spotlight makes you stay
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| By the time that you feel you don’t know
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| You have to go
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| The plane is ready in my head, so many things to do
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| A few more hours till it’s over, I reach out for you
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| A kind of peace inside is growing, thinking 'bout the shows
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| Until the next time, I’ll be so much better, yes, I know
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| Now this is it, I’m gone; |
| the show is done
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| No other town or bed that lies ahead
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| I’ll go home to what I know
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| I’ll go home, home to
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| I’ll go home to what I know
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| I’ll go home, home to you |