| In a purple neon glow in some downtown bar
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| In a whiskey shot or a cigarette smoke ring heart
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| Even down six feet in a dead tired sleep
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| I guess I’m destined to toss and turn
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| I see you even with my eyes closed, blindfolded
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| In a rain the world ain’t seen since Noah
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| Every breath, every dream
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| You’re here, you’re there, you’re in-between
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| Every sidewalk crack, every song I hear
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| Looking past Jesus on the dash, or in the rear view mirror
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| Every bit of you is burned like a tattoo on my soul
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| I see you even with my eyes closed
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| On a dust-filled lost road in some no-name town
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| A thousand miles from home, with me holding you now
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| Call it blessed, call it cursed, it heals and it hurts
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| I guess I’m destined to toss and turn
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| I see you even with my eyes closed, blindfolded
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| And a rain the world ain’t seen since Noah
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| Every breath, every dream
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| You’re here, you’re there, you’re in-between
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| Every sidewalk crack, every song I hear
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| Looking past Jesus on the dash, in the rear view mirror
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| Every bit of you is burned like a tattoo on my soul
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| I see you even with my eyes closed
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| I see you even with my eyes closed
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| Every sidewalk crack, every song I hear
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| Looking past Jesus on the dash, in the rear view mirror
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| Every bit of you is burned like a tattoo on my soul
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| I see you even with my eyes closed
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| Mmm, with my eyes closed, yeah
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| Whoa, yeah
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| Whoa, yeah
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| I see you even with my eyes closed, blindfolded
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| And a rain the world ain’t seen since Noah
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| Every breath, every dream
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| You’re here, you’re there, you’re in-between
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| Every sidewalk crack, every song I hear
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| Looking past Jesus on the dash, in the rear view mirror
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| Every bit of you is burned like a tattoo on my soul
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| I see you even with my eyes closed, yeah
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| I see you even with my eyes closed, yeah
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| I see you even with my eyes closed
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| Yeah, and I close 'em all the time
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| I close 'em all the time |