| She said: «Come back Billy, you have been away so long»
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| I go through burned out streets
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| And I’ve been away too long
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| I go walking with my hands slinging loose
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| I go walking in my Welcro shoes
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| I go walking with the wind snapping at my heels
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| How do you think that feels?
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| You’re gonna need someone
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| Need someone when my eyes close
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| You’re gonna need someone
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| Need someone when my eyes close
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| She said: «Come back Billy, come back from wherever you are»
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| I ain’t got another set of lives for you
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| To string on to your guitar
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| Well, I’ve been walking with my hands free
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| Skippin' on the sidewalk, see
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| I’ve been walking with the wind snapping at my heels
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| How do you think that feels?
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| You’re gonna need someone
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| Need someone when my eyes close
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| You’re gonna need someone
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| Need someone when my eyes close
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| When my eyes close
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| When my eyes close
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| When my eyes close
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| When my eyes close
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| You’re gonna need someone
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| You’re gonna need someone
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| When my eyes close
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| You’re gonna need someone
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| Need someone when my eyes close
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| You’re gonna need someone
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| Need someone when my eyes close
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| When my eyes close
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| When my eyes close
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| Eyes close |