Born on the edge of a lonely town-searching for something no one had
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Smart enough to say good-bye to this lonely town
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But not smart enough to never look back
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Night falls early on these lonely streets-and time rolls by like a midnight train
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Innocence in abundance on these lonely streets-but I feel guilty just the same
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Now the words that I have written are ringing in my head
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Oh,and I think I believe them
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A million miles from yesterday and a million more to go
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Still I search each day
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Trying to find my way home
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Dreams die young in a lonely heart-and the past seems to follow close behind
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There's an age old remedy for a lonely heart
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But there's no peace in this soul of mine
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Now the words that I have written are ringing in my head
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Oh,and I think I believe them
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A million miles from yesterday and a million more to go
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Still I search each day
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Trying to find my way home
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Still trying to find my way home
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Million Miles From Yesterday
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| Gov't Mule |
