| Gone from the eyes that were everything
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| Gone from those loving arms
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| Gone from the hands that prayed for me
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| And I’m gone with a guilty heart
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| And I’m driving through the desert wind
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| And the thought of you still humbling
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| My heart of mine, keep battling
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| What could of been, what should of been
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| I’m here, with my hands on the wheels
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| All alone
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| And the further I get, the more you’re moving on
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| Endless mile after mile of those broken white lines
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| Know this ain’t where my heart belongs
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| Til I’m on my way back from gone
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| Wore out that record we danced to that night
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| Every song, every word, every rhyme
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| Oh, I got all those memories still locked up inside
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| Weighing heavy on my heart tonight
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| And I’m driving through the desert wind
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| And the thought of you still humbling
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| I know I want to turn around
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| But I wonder if you’d listen now
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| I’m here, with my hands on the wheel
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| All alone
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| And the further I get the more you’re moving on
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| Endless mile after mile of those broken white lines
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| Know this ain’t where my heart belongs
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| So I’m on my way back from gone
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| Playing this game cost me everything
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| All that’s left is the debt I owe
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| And I know you’ve been paying the price for me
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| Can’t buy back all the years with gold
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| Endless mile after mile of those broken white lines
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| Know this ain’t where my heart belongs
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| So I’m on my way back from gone
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| Yeah, I’m on my way back from gone
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| Yeah, I’m on my way back from gone |