I never really know who you are
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You could be a ghost for all I know
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whenever you're home
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Picking up pieces of my heart
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Like leaves that have fallen on our garden path
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Who's gonna fly your plane
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When you need to make your getaway?
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But I'm still holding on
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Calling you back home, calling you back
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I never really know who you are
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You could be a ghost for all I know
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whenever you're home
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Used to be closer than my skin
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Turned a blind eye to the odds and I bet everything
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Who's gonna fly your plane
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When you need to make your getaway?
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But I'm still holding on
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Calling you back home, calling you back
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You hear my flesh and my bones
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They're calling you back home, they're calling you back
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This house lives in silence for most of the year
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You're a million miles away but you couldn't be nearer
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Please break my heart just so I can feel
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At least I would have something that I could believe
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But I'm still holding on
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Calling you back home, calling you back
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You hear my flesh and my bones
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They're calling you back home, they're calling you back
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OH OH OH
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The Getaway
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Athlete |