Starin out the window at the sinkin sun
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Another painful day is done
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If I could convince myself I was over you now
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I'd find a way to go on somehow
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But the pain just grows stronger every day
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I think of you and I'm on my way
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Down every lane with your hand in mine
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Guess I'm just not the healin' kind
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Another December and the cold winds blow
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And nights without you are so long
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I stare at our picture through the firelight's glow
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And where you are right now I just don't know
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But the pain just grows stronger every day
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I think of you and I'm on my way
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Down every lane with your hand in mine
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Guess I'm just not the healin' kind
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The Healin' Kind
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| Lee Ann Womack |
