| We are travellers,
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| we go far
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| the only place we’ve never been to is where we are.
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| And if our roads would cross
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| some day
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| I’m not sure we’d recognize our faces
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| anyway.
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| So I sing about this great love,
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| I’d sure like to know,
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| but baby, I just have to go.
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| Because my train is calling
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| and it sounds just like applause
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| and I’m more into effects
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| than their cause.
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| Yes my train is calling
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| and I don’t know where it goes,
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| but I’m more into effects
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| than their cause.
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| If you run into trouble
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| on your way
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| could you please tell him that I’ve got
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| a few things I’d like to say.
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| Because we made this deal
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| long ago,
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| that I would keep you busy if you would just
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| support my shows.
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| So I sing about this great love,
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| I’d sure like to know,
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| but baby, I just have to go.
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| Because my train is calling
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| and it sounds just like applause
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| and I’m more into effects
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| than their cause.
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| Yes my train is calling
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| and I don’t know where it goes,
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| but I’m more into effects
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| than their cause.
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| Yes my train is calling
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| and I don’t know where it goes |