| I met a woman walking on the highway
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| She said she don’t why but she knows she couldn’t stay
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| After digging deeper, I struck pure gold
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| She told me time is mine and the world is my own
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| I ask her where are we going
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| she said we’ve arrived without knowing
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| I got nowhere where I can turn
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| I take my chances I don’t care if I burn
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| on that freeway I would spend my days
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| I take my chances I may never return
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| come back again
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| And what’s the worst it could happen us on both sides
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| They’re gonna free us all we were born to collide
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| but the birds, the clouds and a blue blue sky
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| we’ll follow down the path in our minds, yeah
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| I ask her where are we going
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| she said we got round without knowing
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| I got nowhere where I can turn
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| I take my chances I don’t care if I burn
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| on that freeway I would spend my days
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| I take my chances I may never return
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| I got nowhere…
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| I got nowhere where I can turn
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| I take my chances I don’t care if I burn
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| on that freeway I would spend my days
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| I take my chances I may never return
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| I got nowhere where I can turn
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| I take my chances I don’t care if I burn
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| on that freeway I would spend my days
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| I take my chances we may never return
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| no, we may never return
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| come back again |