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I sat up all morning |
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And I waited for you |
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With my blue and grey shirt on |
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Yeah, I thought that's my lucky one |
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And I'll sit and face the road now |
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I don't have a heavy load now |
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I got nothing to keep my hanging around here from now on, |
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From now on |
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Where's the compassion |
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To make your tired heart sing? |
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Because I'm tired of being a spokesman |
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For every tired thing |
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There's nothing in the world outside |
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Just some things that I can see from the side |
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I'm just a shy boy sitting in a house |
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When everyone is gone from now on, |
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From now on |
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I sat up all morning |
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And I waited for you |
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With my blue and grey shirt on, |
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Yeah that's my favorite one |
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I sat up all morning |
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So why didn't you come? |
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Because now I just sing my songs for people that are gone |
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From now on, |
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From now on, |
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From now on, |
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From now on. |
