| World seems to come and go When you’re driving in your car
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| The world seems to come and go It don’t matter where you are
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| World seems to come and go I passed the same car an hour ago
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| Looks just like the car
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| Of a boy that I used to know, yeah
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| I wonder is he listening
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| Can he hear these words that I’m thinking?
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| And sometimes when it’s late at night
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| Does he remember?
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| World seems to come and go When you’re driving in your car
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| The world seems to come and go It don’t matter who you are
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| Looks like today is another day
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| But I can’t say that I can say
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| 'Cause there ain’t a single thing that I know
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| Except how the world it comes and it goes
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| A hundred miles ago, up above
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| I saw a thunderhead shaped like a dove
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| But now the storm has torn it apart
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| Like a boy who found an open window
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| Flew out of my broken heart
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| World seems to come and go When I’m driving in my car
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| World seems to come and go It don’t matter where you are
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| And now I passed another town
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| I close my eyes before I look around
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| And I listen for that old familiar sound, yeah
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| World seems to come and go When I’m driving in my car
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| The world seems to come and go It don’t matter where you are
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| The world seems to come and go When you’re driving in your car
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| The world seems to come and go It don’t matter who you are
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| So, so, so It don’t matter who you are
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| So, so, so |