| As I woke up at the dawn of the day
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| And I felt no one there beside me
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| And I felt life like a clock tickin' on
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| This road ahead and behind me
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| I knew this day would be different
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| Different from any I’ve known
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| I’m listenin' hard for the call
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| So that I can move on
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| But it’s too late now
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| I’m on the highway headed for the coast
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| But it’s too late now
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| I’m tryin' to beat time I suppose
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| As I sit still on the shining distant shore
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| Not sure what he was trying to say
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| Where’s the answer that I came looking for
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| Surely be laying in wait for me
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| Some times I’m not sure what I’m doing
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| Riding alone in the night
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| Searchin' hard for the answers
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| Searching for the light
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| But it’s too late now
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| From the highway to the street to the avenue
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| But it’s too late now
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| Am I doin' what I’m supposed to do?
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| There’s a long and winding road That’s led me this far from my home
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| I can turn on my heels But I choose to move on
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| Searchin' hard for the answers, Lord
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| But the questions aren’t comin' out right
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| All you know is the darkness
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| You pray that someday, someday, someday
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| Now you just might, just might, just might
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| Well it seems like another uneventful day
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| Never needed to stray so far — oh Lord
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| I just opened up my eyes
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| Looked around and realized
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| Everything I always wanted was in front of me
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| And now my days are different;
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| Different from days I have known
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| Sometimes you gotta hit the road
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| To wind up back home (oh back sweet home)
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| But it’s too late now
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| To convince me once again to go
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| But it’s too late now
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| Where I’s coming home is where I belong |