this lonely road abandoned since the time of abolition
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is still the back way to the one who had me crazed
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I hear the engine running shifting gears higher
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making every exit disappear in the haze
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I've been behind the wheel draining every ounce of patience
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counting miles I cannot take it any more
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I know that she's been waiting biting nails and contemplating
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whether I'm the one she should be waiting for
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I could not help but watch the falling sun behind the mountain
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missed the exit sign and never saw the turn
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she was the only reason I've been pushing all the limits
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never thought I'd cross the line of no return
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so here it is before me site of my own demolition
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there goes the last attempt of mine to prove her wrong
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there goes every hope every chance and expectation
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my broken radio has played its final song
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will I can I hear your echo
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when the silent comfort of the night comes over you
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will you come by in another lifetime
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will you be you will I be I
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The Epic
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J. Armen |