| Early morning breaks the night
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| I get up I’ve slept way too long
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| Doubt is moving through my mind
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| It’s been some time that I’ve played my songs
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| 33 and things are changing
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| So long I’ve served you well
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| Living the dream for many years
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| Left alone in the hotel
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| Everything is changing
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| And there’s nothing I can do
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| I see all the good times fading
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| While I’m trying to get through
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| Trying to make sense at home
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| Like the new guy coming into town
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| There’s a world out there and it calls my name
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| But I don’t know how to get along
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| 33 and things are changing
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| So long I’ve served you well
|
| Living the dream for many years
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| Left alone in the hotel
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| Everything is changing
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| And there’s nothing I can do
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| I see all the good times fading
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| While I’m trying to get through
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| I said I wouldn’t be home tonight
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| But things have changed too fast
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| Now I want to stay for a while
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| Resting my tired limbs
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| And I want to hide for a while
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| From the sound of my strings
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| Everything is changing
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| And there’s nothing I can do
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| I see all the good times fading
|
| While I’m trying to get through
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| I said I wouldn’t be home tonight
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| But things have changed too fast
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| Now I want to stay for a while
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| Resting my tired limbs
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| And I want to hide for a while
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| From the sound of my strings |