| When I look into your eyes
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| I wonder how the hell you got so far
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| From under all the things
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| That we’ve been through
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| If I steal the wheel you’ll navigate
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| And pick a song I like
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| We show up late to a funeral
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| Past the town where I was born
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| Now we belong nowhere
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| I’ve got no place to fall
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| With no chance at all
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| It’s days like these
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| When all the world makes perfect sense
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| Can finally see without our eyes
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| We know we can handle this
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| If tomorrow takes it all away
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| We still got more
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| Than we’ll ever know, so close your eyes
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| We made it back to the Town of Corazon
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| All the darkness in the world I see
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| And the trouble with the name I bring on
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| Baby, wait for moments at a time
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| Surrounded by the talk of spring
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| And the revolution it would bring
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| To this beat up town
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| Where I was born
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| 'Cause you and I both know
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| There’s no place to hide
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| Just time alone
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| It’s days like these
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| When all the world makes perfect sense
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| Can finally see without our eyes
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| We know we can handle this
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| If tomorrow takes it all away
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| We still got more
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| Than we’ll ever know, so close your eyes
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| We made it back to the Town of Corazon
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| This ship sinks faster than the sun
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| Your life jacket will save no one
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| This ain’t no place to lose your mind
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| I’m getting outta mine
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| It’s days like these
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| When all the world makes perfect sense
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| Can finally see without our eyes
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| We know we can handle this
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| If tomorrow takes it all away
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| We still got more
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| Than we’ll ever know, so close your eyes
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| We made it back to the Town of Corazon
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| Baby, we are home |