| I worked a little while in a little town in Colorado
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| But the winters were just a little bit too long
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| So I decided California was the place that I’d go
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| And I was gone
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| Fell in love, got my heart broke down in San Diego
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| I was off and driftin' any way the wind was blowin'
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| That was then, way back when
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| I didn’t have a clue where I was goin'
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| No, I had no way of knowin' I was
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| On my way to you
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| There were things I didn’t understand
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| I didn’t see the plan
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| But now I do
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| There were no mistakes and no bad moves
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| No, I wouldn’t change a thing that I went through
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| On my way to you
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| What if I’d have stayed an extra day or left a week too early
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| Who’s to say my path and yours
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| Would have had a chance to cross
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| At the time I couldn’t see the line
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| Connectin' each and every little dot
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| Keepin' me from getting lost
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| On my way to you
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| There were things I didn’t understand
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| I didn’t see the plan
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| But now I do
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| There were no mistakes and no bad moves
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| No, I wouldn’t change a thing that I went through
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| On my way to you
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| I’m glad I didn’t chance direction, no
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| Not one minute or a second
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| On my way to you
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| There were things I didn’t understand
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| I didn’t see the plan
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| But now I do
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| There were no mistakes and no bad moves
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| No, I wouldn’t change a thing that I went through
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| On my way to you |