| Up and down
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| I love a merry-go-round
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| You went your way, I went my way
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| Said you’ll see me down life’s highway
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| Not black or white
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| As chrystal clear as a cloudy night
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| Traveling in the name of lonely
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| I was only home when you held me
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| Yeah it’s a hell, a hell of a time
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| To emerge from the shadows
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| Yeah it’s a hell, a hell of a time
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| To come knocking at my door
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| And it’s here,
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| Where I’ve come home to.
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| Right here
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| Everything I hold on to is here
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| All the things I keep so dear.
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| Flying home tonight
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| As far away as a satelite
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| Keeping your heart in my pocket
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| Hope to God that I don’t drop it
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| Yeah it’s a hell, a hell of a time
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| To emerge from the shadows
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| Yeah it’s a hell, a hell of a time
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| To come bursting through my door
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| And it’s here,
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| where I’ve come home to
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| Right here
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| Everything I hold on to is here
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| All the things I keep so dear
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| I hear
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| Oh what a time to come back
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| Oh what a time to come home
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| Oh what a time to come back
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| Oh what a time
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| Up and down,
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| I love a merry-go-round
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| You went your way, I went my way
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| Said you’ll see my down life’s highway
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| yeah it’s a hell, a hell of a time
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| To emerge from the shadows
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| yeah it’s a hell, a hell of a time
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| To come knocking at my door
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| And it’s here,
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| Where I’ve come home to
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| Right here
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| Everything I hold on to
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| Is here
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| All the things I keep so dear I hear
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| Everybody’s talking now
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| Everybody’s walking 'round
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| Everybody’s dreaming 'bout |