| Years grow shorter, not longer
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| More you’ve been on your own
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| Feelings for moving grow stronger
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| So you wonder why you ever go home
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| Wonder why you ever go home
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| People are moving so quickly
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| Humor’s in need of repair
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| Same occupations and same obligations
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| They’ve really got nothing to share
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| Like driving around with no spare
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| River gets deeper not shallow
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| Further you move down the stream
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| Wondering if I can keep her
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| As I race to catch up with my dream
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| How they shine and glitter and gleam
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| Years grow shorter, not longer
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| More you’ve been on your own
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| Feelings for moving grow stronger
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| So you wonder why you ever go home
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| Wonder why you ever go home
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| You wonder why you ever go home |