This Sunday, You were blowin' through my mind
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Like Tuesday, You were burning in my eyes
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I hoped today could be just kind of my way
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'Cause it so much matters that you're there;
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And I'd hoped today could lead me into your way,
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But I fell down in some disrepair
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The sparks here, they can lead me up the town
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But it's dark here, If I don't have you around
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So I hoped today would lead me kind of your way,
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And the sun (would) be shining on my face;
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And I'd hoped the road would lead me to your doorway,
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But I fell down in some disrepair,
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So when the sun, meets the sky,
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I'm gonna take a ride,
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And get to where I do;
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When your love, is gonna call me home,
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I will run to you, the way you want me to;
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Oh we'll sing
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Oh I hoped today would lead me kind of your way,
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With a love, and treasures, we'd find there;
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And through all the fog, that cracks, the cogs, a gateway;
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There I'd find someone to repair me
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So when the sun, meets the sky,
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I'm gonna take a ride, and get to where I do
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With your love, is gonna call me home,
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I will run to you, the way you want me to
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So when the sun, starts to shine,
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I'm gonna take a ride, and get to where I do,
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When you love, is gonna call me home
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I return to you, the way you want me to
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Oh we'll sing
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When the Sun Meets the Sky
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| eric johnson |
