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When the summer is come and gone as the leaves fall on the lawn |
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I think of how pleasures pass me bye |
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And I am thinking of my old home and the love |
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I left behind |
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No, I couldn't |
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I go back there if |
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I tryOn my next go 'round |
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Gonna keep it to the dreams we new before |
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I broke them down |
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Gonna take your hand, gonna be the man who pulls you from the ground |
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I won't let you down on my next go 'round |
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We were standing on the edges of a thousand burning bridges |
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Sifting through the ashes every day |
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What we thought was never ending now is nothing more than a memory |
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The way things were before |
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I lost my way |
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On my next go 'round |
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Gonna keep it to the dreams we new before |
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I broke them down |
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Gonna take your hand, gonna be the man who pulls you from the ground |
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I won't let you down on my next go 'round |
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Now the winds are blowing steady, my bags they're awful heavy |
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I wish that |
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I could stop and turn around |
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But there are no second chances in a world of circumstances |
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Oh, in this life you don't get no next go 'round |
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On my next go 'round, gonna start again |
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Gonna let you in, lay our burdens down |
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Gonna be the one never turnin' 'round, |
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I'll always be around |
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I won't let you down on my next go 'round |
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I won't let you down on my next go 'round |
