| Just a Lonestar in the sky, treading the night,
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| Cutting loose the mess you left, taking flight,
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| From coast to coast, you move like a ghost, trying to break the past,
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| So follow the road, to wherever it goes, and strike up another chance,
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| Lonestar, counting all the people, and the passing time,
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| You are, high above the mountain, and the column vine,
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| She borrowed a whole right through your brain, at citrus heights,
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| Fallen angel of her you made, by first light,
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| Well aint it sad, when you feel it this bad, and your body burns to know,
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| The shape of a limb, as the night bird sings, our friend in afterglow,
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| Lonestar, counting all the people, and the passing time,
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| You are, watching all the wishes, dying on the vine,
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| Lonestar, flies above the mountain, and column vine,
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| How far, do I have to wonder, before the dream is mine,
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| Well now you know, there’s no way back, to your old life,
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| Like two trains, on the same track, you collide,
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| The roses are red, are the words that you said, as she lay by your side,
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| But all you could think, as you stood by the sink, was wash me away with the
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| tide,
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| This time, gonna show how I feel,
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| This time, when our love is real,
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| This time, gonna know where I stand,
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| This time, gonna be in command,
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| This time, when show how I feel,
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| This time, when our love is real,
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| This time, gonna know where I stand,
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| This time, wanna be in command,
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| This time, wanna show how I feel,
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| This time, when our love is real,
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| This time, when I know where I stand,
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| This time, wanna be in command,
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| This time, gonna show how I feel,
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| This time, when our love is real,
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| This time, when I know where I stand,
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| This time, gonna be in command. |