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There was time for the laughter and time for the rain, time for the people who don't know my name.
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Time for everything, I know it's true and I know that I should have had more time for you.
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So, lock all the windows. Close all the doors and don't let me go out runnin' no more.
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Lock all the windows. Close all the doors and don't let me go out runnin' no more.
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But there so many places that I've never been. So many faces a-callin' me friend.
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L. A. is pretty and New York is cold and Chicago is just an old story I've told.
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But the hands of the clock keep on goin' around and the calendar pages keep fallin' on down.
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Come follow me, then, wherever I go and when we'll get home here, I really don't know.
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We'll lock all the windows. Close all the doors and we'll go out runnin' just like before. (Repeat)
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LOCK ALL THE WINDOWS
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| John Stewart |
