What can I say?
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The cold of the middle west
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Has taken advantage of my days
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And my mistakes are coming back
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to haunt me for good
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I say I don't mind cause
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Every day's another phase
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A million miles could mean so much more
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Than I could ever say
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Why don't you stay right there where
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I can see you
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Moving on, moving on
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Is what I know I do best
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But it's so hard to do, hard to do
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When you're out in the mid-west
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Oh, I wish my heart was fine-tuned
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And ready to go but
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It's too soon to let that happen
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It feels like my head is falling,
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Falling off my neck
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Because it's been spinning, days upon days
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I just wish it went away
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A million miles could mean so much more
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Than I could ever say
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Why don't you stay right there where
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I can see you
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Moving on, moving on
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Is what I know I do best
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But it's so hard to do, hard to do
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When you're out in the mid-west
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Why don't you just tell me
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That I'm ready to leave you
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but it's not what you want to do
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It's not what you want to do
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And my heart is a liar
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Are there takers or givers?
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To spare something less than a heartache
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To spare something more than a mistake
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Why don't you stay right there where
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I can see you
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Moving on, moving on
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Is what I know I do best
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But it's so hard to do, hard to do
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When you're out in the mid-west
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Why don't you just tell me
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That I'm ready to leave you
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but it's not what you want to do
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It's not what you want to do
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Moving On
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| My American Heart |
