| I’m sittin' in my room, I’m starin' out my window
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| And I wonder where you’ve gone
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| Thinking back on the happy hours just before the dawn
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| Outside the wind is blowin'
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| It seems to call your name again, where have you gone
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| City streets and lonely highways, I travel down
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| My car is empty and the radio just seems to bring me down
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| I’m just tryin' to find me
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| A pretty smile that I can get into
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| It’s true, I’m lost without you
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| Another lonely park, another Sunday
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| Why is it life turns out that way
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| Just when you think you got a good thing
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| It seems to slip away
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| It’s warm outside, no clouds are in the sky
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| But I need myself a place to go and hide
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| I keep it to myself, I don’t want nobody else
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| To see me cryin' all those tears in my eyes
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| Another lonely park, another Sunday
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| Why is it life turns out that way
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| Just when you think you got a good thing
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| It seems to slip away
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| Another park, another Sunday
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| It’s dark and empty, thanks to you
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| I got to get myself together
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| But it’s hard to do
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| Another park, another Sunday
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| Why is it life turns out that way
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| Just when you think you got a good thing
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| It seems to slip away
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| Another park, another Sunday
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| It’s dark and empty, thanks to you
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| I got to get myself together
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| But it’s hard to do |