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You just want the phone to ring |
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The dogs to bark and the wind to sing |
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Your name here in the car |
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And we're just staring at the flies |
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They're all dying to get inside |
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It's so strange how hard luck keeps |
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It gets so easy to leave |
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The work and aeroplane we see |
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As just exits from now |
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Worlds collide and we depart |
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All my clothes get strewn about |
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Well who really owns the floor |
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I'm not your way out |
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I'm not your way out |
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I'm not your way out |
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All the cities left undone |
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The bricks in time turned back to mud |
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The weekend plans are gone |
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There's no one coming down the hall |
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The kingdoms to come will surely fall |
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We curtain-call and tie one on |
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I'm not your way out |
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I'm not your way out |
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I'm not your way out |
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I'm not your way out |
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I'm not your way out |
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I'm not your way out |
