It can happen any moment
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Without reason or rhyme
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It might be right around the corner
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Or it'll come up from behind
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A picture that I thought would fade
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That I still clearly see
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When the thought of you catches up with me
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It can happen on a Sunday drive
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The sky above a shade of blue
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Headin' down some lonesome highway
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Then you come into view
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Mile after mile goes by
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But you're all I see
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When the thought of you catches up with me
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When the thought of you comes to mind
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It'll carry me away to a better place in time
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It can happen in the dead of night
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Or any day of the week
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Sometimes you'll come find me
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When I'm in bed asleep
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And I'll have that dream about you
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And I sure love what I see
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When the thought of you catches up with me
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When the thought of you catches up with me
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When the thought of you catches up with me
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When The Thought Of You Catches Up With Me
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David Ball |