Hand out the window
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Floatin' on air
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Just a flip of the wrist
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And I am wavin' you goodbye
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Drive past the lifeguard stand
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Where I sit around waiting for you to remember
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As I drive
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How the girls could turn to ghosts before your eyes
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And the very dreams that led to them are keeping them from dying
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And how the grace with which she walked into your life
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Will stay with you in your steps,
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And pace with you a while
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So long, so long [x2]
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The speaker in this door is blown
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So nothing sounds quite right
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Takin' my time, takin' this drive, wavin' this town goodbye,
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And I drive this ocean road and remember
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The small of your back
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And the nape of your neck
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I remember everything as I drive, wavin' this town goodbye
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I remember
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How the girls can turn to ghosts before your eyes
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And the very dreams that led to them are keeping them from dying
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And how the grace with which she walked into your life
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Will stay with you in your steps,
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Pace with you a while
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So long, so long...
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And I will leave under the cover
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Of summer's kiss upon the sky
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Like the stone face of your lover
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Just before she says goodbye
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I was certain that the season could be held between my arms
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Well just as summer's hold is fleeting
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I was here but now I'm gone...
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I'm gone... I'm gone, I'm gone
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I'm gone...
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So Long, So Long
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Dashboard Confessional |