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Got a picture of your house
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And you're standing by the door
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It's black and white and faded
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And it's looking pretty worn
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See the factory that I worked
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Silhouetted in the back
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The memories are gray
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but man they're really coming back
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I don't need to be the king of the world
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As long as I'm the hero of this little girl
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Heaven isn't too far away
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Closer to it every day
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No matter what your friends might say...
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How I love the way you move
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And the sparkle in your eyes
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There's a color deep inside them
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Like a blue surburban sky
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When I come home late at night
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And you're in bed asleep
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I wrap my arms around you
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So I can feel you breathe
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I don't need to be a superman
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As long as you will always be my biggest fan
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Heaven isn't too far away
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Closer to it every day
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No matter what your friends might say
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We'll find a way
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whoa yeah, babe
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Now the lights are going out
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Along the boulevard
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The memories come rushing back
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and it makes it pretty hard
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I've got nowhere left to go
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And no one really cares
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I don't know what to do
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But I'm never giving up on you
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Heaven isn't too far away
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Closer to it every day (ah-ah)
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No matter what your friends say
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I know we're gonna find a way
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Heaven
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Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
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Heaven
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Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
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Heaven
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It's not too far away
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oh-oh
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whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
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yeah
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Heaven
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| Warrant |
