| Standin 'round in a crowded room
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| Your face is here bring me back to you
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| Leaving town slips into my head again
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| My friends say stay but i wanna go
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| Theres people here that i used to know
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| To the situation that you put me in
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| And i can tell myself that i will be gone
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| You can rest assure that i will be home
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| Cause' i belong to the best of you
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| And you belong to the things i do
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| Well this song is how i’ll remember you
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| Cause' i can tell you what its like to be gone
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| When you’re an old time memory
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| When you’re an old time memory
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| Laying back with the headphones on
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| A pen in hand takes me to the dawn
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| Paper worn to the thoughts of you again
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| Taking light of the time of night
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| A ballpoint fast full of working mind
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| Chorus playin' in my head again
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| Cause' i can tell myself that i will be gone
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| But you can rest assure that i will be home
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| Cause' i belong to the best of you
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| And you belong to the things i do
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| Well this song is how i’ll remember you
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| Cause' i can tell you what its like to be gone
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| When you’re an old time memory
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| When you’re an old time memory
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| With the feelings that remain
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| And the promises in vain
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| And the memories are stained
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| For you, for you
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| Cause i can tell myself that i will be gone
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| And you can rest assure that i will be home
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| Cause' i belong to the best of you
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| And you belong to the things i do
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| Well this song is how i’ll remember you
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| Cause' i can tell you what its like to be gone
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| Cause' i can tell you what its like to be gone
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| When you’re an old time memory |