All of these ghost towns I keep travelling through
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All of these traffic signs and lonesome bars blind the view
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I swear I can be better
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I could be more to you
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But there are things that line my path
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That I just had to do
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If you've got visions of the past
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Let them follow you down
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They'll come back to you some day
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And I found myself attached to this railroad track
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But I'll come back to you some day
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To you
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To you
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To you
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Some day
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And I remember how you told me all you wanted to do
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That dream of Paris in the morning or a New York window view
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I can see it now you're married and your wife is with a child
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And you're all laughing in the garden and I'm lost somewhere in your mind
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If you've got visions of the past
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Let them follow you down
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They'll come back to you some day
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And I found myself attached to this railroad track
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But I'll come back to you some day
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To you
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To you
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To you
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Some day
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Maybe I should just turn around
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Walk away
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For no matter how much I really do want to stay
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You know I can when it's too late
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Oh I've found myself attached to this railroad track
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I'll come back to you some day
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To you
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To you
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To you
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Some day
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