| Silence lays like lace around my mind
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| Delicate embrace I need sometimes
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| Guides me when I’m on my way back home
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| Tells me when I’m truly all alone
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| And when I get sick of the silence
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| I get back on the highway
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| Could be going nowhere
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| I can be going your way
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| Sick of the silence
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| But I’ll be somewhere new by dawn
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| They could be
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| Better, better, better, better, better
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| Better, better, better, better, better
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| Better, better, better, better, better
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| Oh, oh-oh-oh
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| And can you can recall that moment at all
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| When we warmed up way last June?
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| And how many times do we talk through the night
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| And sleep in way past noon?
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| But now I’m sick of the silence
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| Getting back on the highway
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| Could be going nowhere
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| I can be going your way
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| Sick of the silence
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| But I’ll be somewhere new by dawn
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| They could be better
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| They could be better
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| Better, better, better, better, better
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| Better
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| Better, better, better, better, better
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| Better, better, better, better, better
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| Be-be-be-be-be-better, better
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| Be-be-be-be-be-better, better
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| Better, better, better, better, better
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| Better, better, better, better, better
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| Better, better, better, better, better
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| Be-be-be-be-be-better, better
|
| Oh, oh-oh-oh
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| Better, better, better, better, better
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| Better, better, better, better, better
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| Better, better, better, better, better
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| Be-be-be-be-be-better, better
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| Oh, oh-oh-oh
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| Better, better, better, better, better |