(Edelman)
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It's funny how our lives are like a prize fight
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One day you're up and then you get knocked down
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But I have learned the hurt can end
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We can come up smelling like a rose again
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Blue Street is a place that's in my past now
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A few blocks down, but not too far away
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It's time to take another turn
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Go to a place where memories won't burn
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'Cause there's a signpost hanging over the horizon
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Waiting for me like an open door
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I don't wanna walk down Blue Street, I've been there before
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I don't wanna see her broken, lonely eyes no more
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I don't wanna walk down Blue Street, I've been there before
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I don't wanna see her broken, lonely eyes no more
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I'm walking down the Avenue of Peace, now
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I'm not swaying from the course I take
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Lilywhite the flowers bloom
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The sun is guiding every move I make
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I'm not thinking of that old and lonesome Blue Street
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It's a few blocks down, but not too far away
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Time has come to take another turn
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And leave her in the past to die and burn
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'Cause there's a signpost hanging over the horizon
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Waiting for me like an open door
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I don't wanna walk down Blue Street, I've been there before
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I don't wanna see her broken, lonely eyes no more
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And I don't wanna walk down Blue Street, I've been there before
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I don't wanna see her broken, lonely eyes no more
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And I don't wanna walk down Blue Street, I've been there before
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I don't wanna see her broken, lonely eyes no more
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Blue Street
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| Blood, Sweat & Tears |
