| Its 4 a.m., I’m headed North straight up 65
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| I couldn’t sleep a wink last night
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| So I just had to drive
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| I know I’m gonna to see you
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| When I get to Louisville
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| Only problem is, I just don’t know how you’re gonna feel
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| That cold Kentucky rain is pourin' from my radio
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| While the voice inside my head is screamin'
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| I just gotta know
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| Could this be our resurrection
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| Could it be a brand new start?
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| Or the nail in the coffin that holds our broken hearts?
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| Is it dead or alive?
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| Too for gone, or can it be revived?
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| Did I kill it, or does a little love survive?
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| Is it dead or alive?
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| Well I keep my eyes straight ahead
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| Between these two white lines
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| While my mind is in the review mirror
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| Lookin' back in time
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| I’m haunted by the memories of how I let us down
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| Can we patch it up
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| Or should we put our love in the ground?
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| Is it dead or alive?
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| Too for gone, or can it be revived?
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| Did I kill it, or does a little love survive?
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| Is it dead or alive?
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| Theres one thing I never said
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| I shoulda said to you
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| I hope its not too late to let you how much I do
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| I just pray you haven’t laid your
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| Love for me to rest
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| Another couple of miles of road
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| And I won’t have to guess, if its
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| Is it dead or alive?
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| Too for gone, or can it be revived?
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| Did I kill it, or does a little love survive?
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| Is it dead or alive? |