| They walk the horses home at night right by my window
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| They pull their carriages along busy city streets
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| It’s from another time, it’s like a lullaby
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| But I don’t think that I can sleep tonight
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| So I, count the street lights, I count the stars
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| I make a wish and wonder where you are
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| I wonder if I’ll live long enough to feel again
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| Help me 'cause I’m falling out of grace
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| I hang my head and hide my face
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| I don’t know what it is I just feel out of place
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| Like horses in the city
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| I played the game, I dropped the ball, I lost another friend
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| I gained a future but I can’t see where the future ends
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| I’d write a letter or write a song
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| But once again my voice just comes out wrong tonight
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| I wonder if I’ll live long enough to sing again
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| Help me 'cause I’m falling out of grace
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| I hang my head and hide my face
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| I don’t know what it is I just feel out of place
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| Like horses in the city
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| But they don’t seem frightened
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| As the cars go speeding by
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| So why am I so terrified
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| To close my eyes tonight?
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| I’m just afraid there’s no time, no time
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| This time
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| They walk the horses home at night right by my window
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| They pull their carriages along busy city streets
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| I wonder if they’ll live to run without the reins again
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| Help me 'cause I’m falling out of grace
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| I hang my head and hide my face
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| I don’t know what it is I just feel out of place
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| No, don’t know what it is, know what it is
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| I just feel out of place
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| And I don’t know what it is, know what it is
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| I just feel out of place
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| Like horses in the city
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| In the city |