| With a map of the world in your pocket and a whole lot of time to kill
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| You went looking for answers to questions you don’t understand
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| And you never will
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| I’m living the street life under the stars
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| I’ve been drowning my broken heart in a backstreet bar
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| And I cut my skin and I start to bleed
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| I do it all over again 'cause it don’t hurt like it hurts when you leave
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| With a whole lot of tears you left me
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| What a mess of my love you made
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| I was there on the day running after your train
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| I will always remember your face
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| Please come home
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| It’s not the same here anymore
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| Please come home
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| Since you’ve been gone nobody talks about the world
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| While your out there being a river I remember you good as gold
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| But you say that you’re not who they want you to be
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| You know that to me you’re the world
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| Please come home
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| It’s not the same since you’ve been gone
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| Please come home
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| Please come home
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| Please come home
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| Please come home
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| Yeah
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| With a map of the world in your pocket and a whole lot of time to kill
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| You went looking for answers to questions you don’t understand
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| And you never will
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| With a map of the world in your pocket and a whole lot of love to give
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| You went looking for places and situations that you’ve been dying to live
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| And I wish you well
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| And I wish you well
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| And I wish you well
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| And I wish you well
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| I’m living the street life under the stars
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| I’ve been drowning my broken heart in a backstreet bar
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| And I cut my skin and I start to bleed
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| I do it all over again 'ause it don’t hurt like it hurts when you
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| 'Cause it don’t hurt like it hurts when you leave |