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A thousand miles but don't turn off this road |
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From desert skies towards a strange new home |
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A paper bag with everything she owns |
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With arms wide open the night is closed |
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Please make haste to where this rocket'll scrape the skies |
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The teeming shores meet your new marvel's eyes |
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I'll follow her everywhere she goes |
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With arms wide open the night is closed |
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Arms wide open, the night is closed |
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Everywhere she goes, everywhere she goes |
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Arms wide open everywhere she goes |
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Everywhere she goes, everywhere she goes |
