A lonely yellow light gets swallowed
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By the morning in New Hampshire
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And casts a shadow on the pavement
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Where we used to walk together
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Yeah, yeah
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But in a small town
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Made of hills and trees and streams
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All you've got to believe
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Is what you dream
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I know she will make it somehow
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'Cause she is from New Hampshire
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Yeah, she said
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She wants to see it all
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Putting on her make-up
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She's making her last telephone call
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She says she's leaving me now
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My eyes are following the lines
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That lead away from old New Hampshire
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Yeah, 'cause she's gone out of view
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And taken with her clarity and laughter
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But in a big town
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Made of hard and scary things
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All you've got to believe in
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Is what you dream
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I know she will make it somehow
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She is from New Hampshire
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Yeah, she said
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She wants to see it all
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Putting on her make-up
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She's making her last telephone call
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She says she's leaving
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Why is growing up so bad for love
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It only takes us further
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From what means the most
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She means the most
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And now she's gone away
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But she is from New Hampshire
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Yeah, she said
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She wants to see it all
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Putting on her make-up
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She's making her last telephone call
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She says she's leaving me now
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She says she's leaving me now
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She says she's leaving me now
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New Hampshire
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New Hampshire
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Ou, Ou, Ou, Ou, Ou-ou
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Ou, Ou, Ou
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Ah-ra, ra, ra, ray
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Ah-ra, ra, ra, ray, yeah
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Ou, Ou-ou
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Ah-ra, ra, ra, ray
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Ah-ra, ra, ra, ray
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Uh, uh, uh
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Oh, uh, uh, uh
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Oh, waoh-oh, oh-ou
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Oh, waoh-oh, oh-ou
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That's you
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That's you
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That's you
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You
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That's you
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That's you
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That's you
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That's you
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Oh
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Ah-ra, ra, oh-ou
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Yeah
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New Hampshire
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| Jason Reeves |
