I miss the sand on the concrete floor
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I miss the way it was before
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no one even knew me
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your eyes looked right through me
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And I'm taking off your clothes
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And you bloom like a rose
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I can't get away from you
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And where the ocean meets the land
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Is like the sliding of your hand
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Prickles up my skin
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And I can feel the changing weather
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While alone along that coast
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Sense memories of your ghost
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I can't get away from you
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Deliver me, shut me up
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Deliver me
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Give into me, Release
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Deliver me, deliver me
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Through the airport corridors
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In magazines in stores
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If I see your face once more
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Cause you know I can't ignore it
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I recognize that pose
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When you bloomed like a rose
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I can't get away from you
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The jeep gets broke on a blown out road and I'm a tourist with a real light load
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Will the government hold one month away, missed our places where we always stay
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How come we always pick these spots
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Feeling like a have in the land of have nots, sleeping on cots
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Wishing that I had some tater-tots
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And there's postcards written
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I know I'll never send
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The moment is gone and won't come again
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I ride with souls who find no peace
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Still I look to you to find release
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And the travelers return
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Through the panic doors
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Walking through the airport corridors
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Welcome back now from the foreign shores
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And I walk alone
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And the ghost that I carry is your
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Tiger shark is azure blue
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I hope the vision you had returns to you
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Can't Get Away
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| Third Eye Blind |
