| The stars are out tonight, the breeze is warm and light
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| As I’m walking right back to you
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| Along the dreaming road, the only way to go
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| When I’m travelling by our code that north is true
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| Once upon a time these same bright stars did shine
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| Down the centre line leading here
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| Nearly thirty years ago, now the map is stained and old
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| But on the dreaming road the coast is clear
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| I loved you more than life and I guess that’s why I died
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| When you would not love me back I couldn’t survive
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| And so the girl I was turned into someone else
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| Keeping to myself and from the light
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| I wasn’t odd or strange, just quietly rearranged
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| Sometimes the biggest change stays out of sight
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| So without plot or clue I ran away from you
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| I was twenty-two and drunk in Amsterdam
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| Got robbed in Paris, France, got home on one last chance
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| And without a backward glance I began again
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| And the days just kept on rolling and I just kept on going
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| Without a thought of ever slowing down
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| I made this long road mine but it was not the dreaming kind
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| Too many lost souls trying to get found
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| But beneath this ancient sky, one night we did collide
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| And the hole I thought was scaled opened wide
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| I tried so hard again not to fall back in
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| But you had me then by the throat
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| And a strange futility came washing over me
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| Almost peacefully I felt the rope
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| A million miles goes by in the blink of an eye
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| And so I cannot try to slow time down
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| And years are made of sand slipping through my hands
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| Even faster than the speed of sound
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| The stars are out tonight, the breeze is soft and light
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| As I’m walking right back to you
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| With nothing left to hide, the tears have all been cried
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| And the girl who died is walking too
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| Down the dreaming road, where the light is always gold
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| The air is never cold and always fine
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| And north is always true and you are always you
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| And I’m that girl you knew once upon a time |