| Now for all the times you must go
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| Notice all the things you leave
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| So what’s behind that stare
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| Am I there with you
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| And as you turn to walk away
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| I can’t help it
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| I can’t help but feel those instincts
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| That want to dance with me
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| Silhouette is painted on the wall
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| How many times can I say that I miss you
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| And everybody wants to know what’s wrong
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| It’s just the 700 mile situation
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| Why don’t you tell me what you’re scared of
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| You make me breathe so easy
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| And I’m a mess with reminders of you
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| I often wonder where you are sometimes
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| I close my eyes and picture it for a while
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| I rise, awake to find myself without you
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| No one can tell me I don’t know
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| About the ins and outs of how it goes
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| Impulse traveler
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| Why can’t you stay with me tonight
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| What’s your soul taste like baby
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| And all them tell me I should take it slow
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| Don’t want to find myself too deep in so
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| I keep stumbling
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| Pulling back while my dreams propelling
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| Don’t hold back
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| My constitution’s crumbling |