Running in the wrong direction
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Isn't it a long way home,
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People with the wrong intentions
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Isn't it a long way home.
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City, you are dying real slow
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Country, you are calling me to go.
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Smokestacks, I don't need you no more
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I'm gonna fly...
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To where the sky meets the land
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And the living is not planned
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And the children can laugh just
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Cause they're living.
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I'll send for you
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If you ever want me to
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But you'll have to find
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A whole new way of giving.
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Running from the noise and poison
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Isn't it a long way home.
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Wounded by a law man's toy gun
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Isn't it a long way home.
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City, no more shadows to be seen.
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Country, all the sunshine you can dream.
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Smokestacks spew your sour-smelling
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steam
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I'm gonna fly.
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To where the sky meets the land
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And the living is not planned
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And the children can laugh
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Just cause they're living.
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I'll send for you
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If you ever want me to
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But you'll have to find
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A whole new way of giving.
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Long Way, The
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| Dan Fogelberg |
