| Looking out my rear view mirror
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| The miles behind don’t disappear
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| Like they used to
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| When I was with you
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| However hard I hit the gas
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| The engine don’t run half as fast
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| As it once did
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| When we were just kids
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| All of the good old days are gone
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| But this life keeps rolling on
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| On and on…
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| It’s good to be alone
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| No one to call you on the phone
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| After a month out on the road
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| No one to tell you welcome home
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| No one to scratch you down your back
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| No one to cut you any slack
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| You got to scratch it on your own
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| It’s good to be alone
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| The mountain tops don’t stand so high
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| The open road ain’t quite as wide
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| As it once seemed
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| When we had the same dream
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| The evening stars don’t shine so bright
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| When we don’t make love through the night
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| Like we once did
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| Yeah, those lights are faded
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| All of the good old days are gone
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| But this life keeps rolling on
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| On and on…
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| It’s good to be alone
|
| No one to call you on the phone
|
| After a month out on the road
|
| No one to tell you welcome home
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| No one to scratch you down your back
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| No one to cut you any slack
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| You got to scratch it on your own
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| It’s good to be alone
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| Alone, alone
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| Alone, alone
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| Alone, alone
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| You’ll learn to scratch it on your own
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| It’s good to be alone |