| The phone rings out to no one
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| Because we’ve finally left the house
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| Throw our whole lives in the old car
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| And eat the highway piece by piece
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| Here I am I’m a right mess
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| Here you are in the right dress
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| Here we are it’s the last dance
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| Here we are in the distance
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| We take the same road that we always take
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| But this time we’re not coming back
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| There’s a thousand miles ahead of us
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| And a million in our wake
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| Here I am I’m a right mess
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| Here you are in the right dress
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| Here we are it’s the last dance
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| Here we are in the distance
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| Do you know what I’m looking for now
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| 'Cause I sure don’t
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| With our whole lives boxed around us
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| We leave the lions to themselves
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| And we hardly need reminding
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| That you’re the raven I’m the wolf
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| Here I am I’m a right mess
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| Here you are in the right dress
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| Here we are it’s the last dance
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| Here we are in the distance
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| Do you know what I’m looking for now
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| 'Cause I sure don’t
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| Whereever you are be wherever
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| You are with me tonight |