| You see my car keys on the table
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| My traveling boots out on the floor
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| That’s you peeking around the corner
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| Looking in my bags packed by the door
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| And while I have to say goodbye
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| When I come home and you’re surprised
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| We’re gonna drive your mother crazy
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| And now the grass will grow
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| And the wheels may change direction
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| But child, I need you to know
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| That the love I have is always set in stone
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| Set in stone
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| And when I’ve gone and you hear mama crying
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| And you hear angry shouting on the phone
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| Just remember, child, we are trying
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| To keep our house a happy home
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| And though we may fuss and fight
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| Mom and I are gonna be alright, yeah
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| We’ll be making up this Sunday morning
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| And now the storms will blow
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| And the clouds make way for sunshine
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| Child, we need you to know
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| That this love we share is always set in stone
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| Set in stone
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| Oh, hmm
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| Even if I’m miles and miles away
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| Past Pluto and the Milky Way
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| You’ll never be alone, no
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| Our love is set in stone
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| Now as a highway rose
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| Your love gives me sense of direction
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| Child I need you to know
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| When I’m far away from home
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| You’ll never really be alone
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| Cause the love we have is set in stone
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| Set in stone |