| Working, even without you
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| But I’m not about to collect my cards
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| There are a hundred thousand people
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| Who would take my place
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| So we could drive off in the Austin
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| To the steeplechase
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| Working, but thinking about you
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| I can smell you in my clothes
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| And feel you in my bones
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| Every minute counts
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| When you’re away from home
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| I’ll be there
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| Because I care for you
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| Whisper, I don’t know where I’m going
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| Can’t move without you knowing
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| The ups and downs
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| The stopping train is loading up with sentiment
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| The backyard breeze is blowing back its sacrament
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| Whisper, I don’t know where I’m going
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| Don’t apologise, love is always right
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| So never compromise, I’ll be there tonight
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| Through the lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely days
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| I’ll be there
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| Through the lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely nights
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| I’ll be there |