| The road seen beneath the van’s headlights,
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| It’s cold so cold, cold enough to feel your sigh
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| My face up against the window now, don’t you know it’s cold outside,
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| Pick up your life as I pass by, can’t you see I’m cold inside
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| We were poor but we had something,
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| What wasn’t torn was poisoned by your fear,
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| You wanted more, I gave you nothing,
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| I may be blind…
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| Each town, each town it seems the same my dear,
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| It’s loud tonight, your heart is ringing in my ear
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| Walk out the door across the street, don’t you know it’s cold outside,
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| Pick up the phone my signal’s weak, can’t you see I’m cold inside
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| I think you know…
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| We were poor but we had something,
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| What wasn’t torn was poisoned by your fear,
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| You wanted more, I gave you nothing,
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| I may be blind for I never saw your tears
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| I think you know…
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| We were poor but we had something,
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| What wasn’t torn was poisoned by your fear,
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| You wanted more, I gave you nothing,
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| I may be blind for I never saw your tears,
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| The days pass by and the gap it now appears,
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| When I come home please say that you’ll be there… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Travel Song , by - Pilot Speed. Song from the album Caught By The Window, in the genre Альтернатива