| You’re a freight train in the distance
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| Carrying my dreams
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| And takes them down the tracks
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| And drops them off in Tennessee
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| You’re an old white church poring out the sweetest sounds
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| And when I hear your voice I always turn around
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| It’s all because of you
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| You’re like a light into a kitchen
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| That paints the morning breaking through
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| It’s all because of you
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| That I can feel tomorrow coming true
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| Because of you
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| You’re a shoe box full of letters
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| That I keep reaching in
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| You’re a wish that I’m still wishing
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| That I can’t wait to begin
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| Your arms are a pile of leaves holding me
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| So I never hit the ground
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| Every time I hear your voice I turn around
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| It’s all because of you
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| You’re like a light into a kitchen
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| That paints the morning breaking through
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| It’s all because of you
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| That I can feel tomorrow coming true
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| Because of you
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| You’re the promise i’ve been keeping
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| That i’m never gonna break
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| And loving you is like breathing
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| Til the last one that I take
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| It’s all because of you
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| You’re like a light into a kitchen
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| That paints the morning breaking through
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| It’s all because of you
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| That I can feel tomorrow coming true
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| Because of you
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| Because of you |