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When I got off the bus it was six in the evening |
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Snow was blowing across the intersection |
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For the last six hours |
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I've been lost in a book |
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So it took me a second to remember what |
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I was doing |
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Standing in the middle of a bustling sidewalk |
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Under barren branches silhouetted by street lamps |
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I reached into my overcoat pocket |
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And brought out a letter with your address on it |
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And I may be dreaming but |
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I've come to you |
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I have nowhere else to run |
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How you gonna say what's never been said? |
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I'll tell you how it's done |
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You just look into your eyes |
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You look into your eyes |
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And follow 'em down, you gotta follow 'em down |
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Till the streets are lined with trees |
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On the last block there's a little blue house |
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It's the only house |
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I seeAnd up in the window a light still shines |
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Your daddy showed you what was wrong with life |
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I wanna show you how to make it right |
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Hey, hey baby, |
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I'm in your city |
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Tonight |
