| Graceful, moving like a dancer
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| She’s waiting for an answer
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| She just sang along
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| Didn’t know that song
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| Captured, raptured by your spirit
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| Words, I couldn’t hear it
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| What was I to do?
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| I was feeling like a fool
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| Listen to the whisper
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| Sounds of morning coming through
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| Keep holding on for my bourbon blue
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| Ballerina, she moves slowly
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| Air was almost holy
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| Stole what I had lost
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| Mayors in the cross
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| Worthless, caught myself drifting
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| The weight I had been lifting
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| To try and figure out
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| What this whole thing was about
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| Downward, I was falling
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| Reaching for a sense of truth
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| Keep holding on for my bourbon blue
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| I know it’s stupid
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| It’s just stupid way you’re thinking
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| And I kneel and I confess
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| To my total lack of purpose
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| Singing, writing songs about how I love her
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| Living life like in a slumber
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| Feeling like an ass
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| I felt so useless
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| Downward, I was falling
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| Reaching for a sense of truth
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| Keep holding on for my bourbon blue
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| Yeah, for my bourbon blue
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| I keep holding my secret blue
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| Wishing it was you
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| I keep holding my secret blue, blue, blue |