| Just as the sunrise starts to show
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| Warming up the motorway
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| You know you felt this way before
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| But can’t retell the time and day
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| Don’t know if life is a small part
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| Of something greater
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| And when you get of this raging horse
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| Same’s to whatever
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| Ooh, Ooh
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| Ooh, Ooh
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| I’ll let it go for all times' sake
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| I’ll let you stay here in my mind
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| When every minute bends and break
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| Always a little bit behind
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| Don’t know if life is a small part
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| Of something greater
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| And when you get of this raging horse
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| Same’s to whatever
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| So, the last goodbye is getting here
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| And the street begins to howl
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| And the memories will stick on you
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| Like a burdock on your clothes
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| And the last thing I would like to ask
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| Before getting in the seat
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| Did you ever love me? |