| Ocean of stars, why’ve I gone so far?
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| I miss my home
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| I hear those engines drone
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| The runway is set
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| Let’s move this fucking jet, I have to go
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| Despite all the sleet and snow
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| Just a late night host leaving Dallas
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| With a portrait done in velvet
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| Just a three night run at the palace
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| And i’ve never in my life felt so alone
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| I worked for the show
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| Stars would come and go
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| I worked the lights
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| I even swept some nights
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| But now i’m the host that’s worthy of a toast
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| Don’t you agree my little honeybee
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| Just a late night king leaving Dallas
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| With a portrait done in velvet
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| Just a three night run at the palace
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| I’ll be at 17th and Broadway by tonight
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| So far away from all these wonders
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| Even as the roulette spins
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| I was escorted seventeen miles
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| Came upon all winds bend
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| Even in dreams of light
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| I can still hear her call through the tall grass and weeds
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| And i know i’ll never be the same on this road to calvary
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| Just a late night host leaving Dallas
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| With a portrait done in velvet
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| Just a three night run at the palace
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| And I never in my life felt so alone
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| And I never in my life felt so alone |