| Where are you going there?
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| With your suitcase by the back porch stairs
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| With my heart in your hand
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| In this cold December wind again
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| The cafes and bars are closed
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| The Christmas lights are veiled in snow
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| Tell me where are you going?
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| My brave companion of the road
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| Chorus
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| It seems to me that you are lonelier
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| Than I’ve ever seen you be
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| Oh, it’s plain to see
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| That you’ve gone crazier
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| Than you ever thought you’d be
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| When the lights go down
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| And the dance floor is empty
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| And the crowd is going home
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| I will be waiting
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| For my brave companion of the road
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| Some days come up roses
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| Some days just come and go
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| Some nights are so ruhtless
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| That you can’t recall the day before
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| This love has seen better days
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| Than home for these holidays
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| Cuz this love has miles for sense of place
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| Oh, my brave compnaion of the road
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| Chorus
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| Tell me, where are you going?
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| My brave companion of the road |