| I will watch the sky, streetlight’s dimly lit
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| From far away I recognize
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| Her silhouette with someone else
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| The temperature outside
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| Thaws me and frees up the memory
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| Of everything so far behind
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| Second chances still waiting
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| Second chance is still waiting there for me
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| Second chances still waiting
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| Second chance is still waiting there for me
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| I count down the miles, headlights hypnotize
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| From far away I realize
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| How she once believed in me
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| I let it slip right by
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| Scared of facing insecurities
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| I locked away so far inside
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| Second chances still waiting
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| Second chance is still waiting there for me
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| Second chances still waiting
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| Second chance is still waiting there for me
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| I have memorized all the things she said
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| And I rehearse it line by line
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| Syllables of falling breath
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| The static on the line
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| Loneliness as open as the air
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| Between the highway and the sky, yeah
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| Second chances still waiting
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| Second chance is still waiting there for me
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| Second chances still waiting
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| Second chance is still waiting there for me
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| Second chances still waiting
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| Second chance is still waiting there for me
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| Second chances still waiting
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| Second chance is still waiting there for me |