| Riding on a train that’s a future runaway*
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| Sleepin’in the desert on a haunted holiday
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| And now you’re miles behind me
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| Just like the setting sun
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| Is that the best that you can do?
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| Who needs a death wish, when all I want is you?
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| If this is all a dream then don’t bother waking me
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| Just let me sleep in this comfortable coma
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| And as you’re standing in the sun
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| I’ll be the ghost just hiding in the shadow
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| Is that the best that you can do?
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| Who needs a death wish, when all I want is you?
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| There’s nothing more that we can do
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| Than listen to the rain, while staring a the moon
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| Where do we go from here on this desolate highway so far away from home?
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| Here we go again, chasing a ghost on a haunted holiday
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| Blistered from the sun, you are venomous and I know to stay away
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| Grains of sand are slipping through my hand as the moments pass away |