There's a plane, it's headed for London
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Twenty-four hours more and he'll be on it
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And I can't show my love, and I can't stop it
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Ooh, I can't stop it
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There's a house there, somebody's waiting
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Somebody else's arms will wrap around him
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And in that moment what will he think then...
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When I can't touch him
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[Chorus:]
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Maybe my love could fly over the ocean
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Maybe my heart should try to leave him alone
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All that I really know is that he's goin'
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Too far from Texas
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Too close to home
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In a room just outside of Houston
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That's where I spend my nights trying to get through to him
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He says he's comin' back in every letter...
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But he might never
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No he might never
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[Chorus]
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Does he know how long
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I've waited for this love to come
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Does he know I'm holdin' on
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And that won't change no matter where he's gone
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[Chorus]
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Couldn't I, couldn't I wait
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Couldn't he, couldn't he stay one more day
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Too Far From Texas
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| Stevie Nicks |
