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I'm looking through a crack of the window while you drive |
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Trying to decide |
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If the world looks different through the glass of your wagon |
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In the night, bouncing off the lights |
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These Are |
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The Thoughts |
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I have when |
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I'm happy |
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This is where |
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I go I'm with you, so |
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I don't have to worry |
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I'm already home |
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I'm listening to the sound of the gravel while you walk |
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Trying not to talk |
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Feeling no less freedom than the breeze thats rustles through you hair |
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Bouncing off the air |
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These Are |
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The Thoughts |
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I have when |
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I'm happy |
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This is where |
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I go I'm with you, so |
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I don't have to worry |
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I'm already home |
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I can share my wildest dream and |
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Even in my darkest hours |
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I feel safe and so well cared for |
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Like tis world, like this world is ours |
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These Are |
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The Thoughts |
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I have when |
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I'm happy |
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This is where |
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I go I'm with you, so |
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I don't have to worry |
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I'm already home |
