| How long do you think
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| You will stand a fool in the Desert
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| A boy with no plan
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| The day’s on her last leg again
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| I cross it all slowing while the next
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| One comes in
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| But it don’t really matter
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| Noo
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| You can’t have the world see you like this
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| And you can’t stay for more than a Night
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| That you’ll be close where you are
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| And that I will be missed
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| But still I cant turn out the
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| Lights
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| I don’t want to live in limbo baby
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| I don’t want to come home to an empty bed
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| Said I’m so tired of the quiet baby
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| And I’m to young to play
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| Dead
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| So come on and go out with grace
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| Lay down for a season and down for the rain
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| Say you can’t have the world see you like this
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| And you can’t stay for more than a Night
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| That you’ll be close where you are
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| And that I will be missed
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| But still I cant turn out the
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| Lights
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| I can hear you footsteps at the front door
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| I can feel your heart pressed upon your poor soul
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| But it don’t really matter
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| Cuz you’ll be home Come November
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| I can see you tremble from here
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| I can see you tremble from here
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| And I think I’m gonna to break soon
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| Said I think I’m gonna break soon
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| You can’t have the world see you like this
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| And you can’t stay for more than a Night
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| I can hear you footsteps at the front door
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| I can feel your heart pressed upon your poor soul
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| But it don’t really matter
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| No it dont really matter
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| You can’t have the world see you like this
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| And you can’t stay for more than a Night
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| That you’ll be close where you are
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| And that I will be missed
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| But still I cant turn out the
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| Lights
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| I can hear you footsteps at the front door
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| I can feel your heart pressed upon your poor soul
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| But it don’t really matter
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| You’ll be home come November |