| Nothing’s cookin' but the rain
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| The rain that’s pouring down
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| I can tell you when the silence came
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| But now it’s hanging to the ground
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| All slow motion and hazy here
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| Inside this room of mine
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| If the morning don’t disappear
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| Faith will take me down the line
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| I wish I was Jeff Bridges
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| Moving down the highway
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| With the wind blowing through my hair
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| If you’re getting tired of faking it
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| Why don’t you do go fuck someone else?
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| If you’re getting tired of losin' it
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| Don’t ask me to come and help
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| I believe that we can all escape
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| I believe the light will shine
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| I wish I was Jeff Bridges
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| Moving down the highway
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| With the wind blowing through my hair
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| All I would ask of you
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| Remember me for what I’ve done
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| And not for what I didn’t do
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| And not for what I didn’t do
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| I wish I was Jeff Bridges
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| Moving down the highway
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| With the wind blowing through my hair
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| I wish I was Jeff Bridges
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| Moving down the highway
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| On a road that’s taking me somewhere
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| Somewhere… |