| We’ve been out on the road for endless of days
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| Seen millions of friends from far away
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| Traveling between the cities of blinding light
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| But the houses and roads and neon-lit names
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| Hotels and airports all look the same
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| So take me away, let’s board another flight
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| There’s a fire that burns tonight
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| In the skies of Mongolia
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| Like a woman with eyes that shine so bright
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| In the skies of Mongolia
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| Let me take you away to where eagles fly
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| Where the dirt and the rock shake hands with the sky
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| We ride like the wind, leaving the world behind
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| And though years have gone by, I’m still in the game
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| Can’t get enough of people calling my name
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| But in shadows and dust is where I get peace of mind
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| There’s a fire that burns tonight
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| In the skies of Mongolia
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| Like a woman with eyes that shine so bright
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| In the skies of Mongolia
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| There’s no way you can control a nomadic heart
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| That holds a warrior’s soul
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| So let’s fly away tonight
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| There’s a fire that burns tonight
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| In the skies of Mongolia
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| Like a woman with eyes that shine so bright
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| In the skies of Mongolia
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| In the skies
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| In the skies of Mongolia
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| In the skies
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| In the skies of Mongolia
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| In the skies
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| In the skies of Mongolia |