Wait dear, a white horse is walking down my street here,
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Your words are creeping at my feet
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I fear, sunrise will come too soon and you'll disappear
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Into the haze of this city and go south...
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Look out, they're coming after us with big guns,
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They're only gonna tell you all the bad things I've done
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Even if the words they say aren't true, they've won,
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And I'm left here dyin' in the sun
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Oh...seems like I'm always on my own,
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Seems like I'm never coming home
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Seems like I'm always on my...
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All the stars and boulevards ain't close enough for you...
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Late nights, won't do me justice
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Cause when I drink...I just get so damn depressed,
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And it's...
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It's not like, I ain't trying to get over you.
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It's just hard to look at all the seasons, pass me over too...and i say
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Oh...seems like I'm always on my own,
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Seems like I'm never coming home
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Seems like I'm always on my...
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All the stars and boulevards ain't close enough for you...
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One last phone call from you, it wouldn't hurt much,
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I'd just like to hear your voice and pretend to touch,
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Any inch of you that hasn't said it all or read it all
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Or sung my life away
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And I say oh...seems like I'm always on my own,
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Seems like I'm never coming home
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Seems like I'm always on my...Ohhhhhhh
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All the stars and boulevards ain't close enough for you...
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Stars And Boulevards
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| Augustana |
