I see her standing there
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By her front door
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The way she looks at me
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It seems as though we've never met before
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And I'm hoping that nothing has changed
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For I've been on the road so long
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And I start regretting leaving her alone at all
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So here I stand alone
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And there she is
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Exchanging glances
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And so I close my eyes
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I search of the words to tell her
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The I miss her
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But now I'm home
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I left all my troubles back on the road
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I'm here, but soon we're gone
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And I'll have to find the strength to carry on
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On the road
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I watch the cars go past
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Watching as we slowly descend south
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And far away from where we'll meet again at last
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But I know that there's nothing wrong
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And I wonder what you will say
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But for now I've got your picture
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I'll be okay
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Coming Home
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Crowned King |