| There’s a soldier and a stripper in the room next door
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| I guess everyone’s fightin' their own little war
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| Their playin' Christmas music in June
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| The invalid luck of the fools
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| Went out in the desert couldn’t hear a thing
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| Thought i’d find something worth remembering
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| Felt the frailty of my past and all the questions
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| Never asked
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| I can see my life from here
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| I can see my life from here
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| Every road ahead is clear tonight
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| I can see my life from here
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| There’s no such thing as a bargain promise
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| Even for the big time desperados
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| I’m just tryin' to get by and hope that
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| God is on my side
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| I can see my life from here
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| I can see my life from here
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| Every road ahead is clear tonight
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| I can see my life from here
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| In your baby blues I was born again
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| In the way that you’re movin' the smell of your skin
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| Now there’s a place to go forever
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| Where we can be alone together
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| I can see my life from here
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| I can see my life from here
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| Every road ahead is clear tonight
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| I can see my life from here
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| I can see my life from here
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| I can see my life from here
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| Every road ahead is clear tonight
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| I can see my life from here |