| I made the call and it rang twice
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| I’m asking if the weather’s fine
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| I’m not looking for a ride
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| I’ve plenty to provide
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| A way back home to you tonight
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| I’ll use what I have got
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| A pair of burnt out legs and a mind that’s shot
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| If the sun keeps shining strong
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| I’m happy to amble along
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| Left and leaving, too long I’ve been gone
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| I swear I’m built on goodbyes
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| I’ll see you all some other time
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| I swear I’m built on «let's try»
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| 'Cause our mate Jay’s gone on a swing that’s gone on too long
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| Sifting through decisions that I never really made
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| Decisions that became the spade I used to dig my grave
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| Deepening lines in your forehead and mine
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| I’ll use you like a parachute
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| Not to stop my fall, to simply slow it down
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| I swear I’m built on goodbyes
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| I’ll see you all some other time
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| I swear I’m built on «let's try»
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| 'Cause our mate Jay’s gone and every swing’s too long
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| I swear I’m set on this life
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| 'Cause you’re my home and you’re where I belong
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| Let’s forget about this lost time
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| 'Cause what we got is that we still hold strong |