| From where i’m standing
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| you’re the quiet side of the road
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| you’re looking so lonely
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| and i can’t stop looking at you
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| your head is hanging
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| trying to beat those goodbye blues
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| i bet you’ll be fine
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| i bet you’ll be fine
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| i guess it’s not the way
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| you always planned it looks like you’re heading for a crash landing
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| that’s just the way it looks
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| from where i’m standing
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| from where i’m standing
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| from where i’m standing
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| i think i caught your eye
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| are you looking at me cause i swear i saw you smile
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| and i’m coming over
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| gonna take things off your mind
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| and i bet you’ll be fine
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| and i bet you’ll be fine
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| i guess it’s not the way
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| you always planned it looks like you’re heading for a crash landing
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| that’s just the way it looks
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| from where i’m standing
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| from where i’m standing
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| let it fall
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| let it come down
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| let it crash around you
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| around you
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| i guess it’s not the way
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| you always planned it looks like you’re heading for a crash landing
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| that’s just the way it looks
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| from where i’m standing
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| that’s just the way it looks
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| from where i’m standing
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| from where i’m standing
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| i might make you mine
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| i might make you mine
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| from where i’m standing |