| I was driving down a lonely highway
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| As the sun went down
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| I heard a voice right beside me saying
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| Why don’t you turn around?
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| Why don’t you stop
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| Feel the wonder
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| And listen to the sound?
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| And I heard it
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| I heard it
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| I heard it
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| I heard it
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| Have you listened to the bell at midnight?
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| On the still night air
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| It sets you dreaming of the strangest journey
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| Across the Great Somewhere
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| Then you start the brave adventure
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| Dreams without a care
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| Well I heard it
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| I heard it
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| I heard it
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| I heard it
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| Like leaves borne on the wind
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| Our words will fade and die
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| Only to return
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| As new life by and by
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| The passion that we feel
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| Like lovers wild and free
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| Are footsteps on the sand
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| Holding back the mighty sea |