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I worked a little while, in a little town in |
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ColoradoBut the winters were just a little bit too long |
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So, I decided |
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California was the place that |
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I'd goAnd |
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I was gone |
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Fell in love, got my heart broke down in |
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San DiegoI was off and driftin' any way the wind was blowin' |
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That was then, way back when, |
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I didn't have a clue where |
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I was goin' |
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No, I had no way of knowin' |
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I wasOn my way to you, there were things |
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I didn't understand |
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I didn't see the plan but now |
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I doThere were no mistakes and no bad moves |
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No, I wouldn't change a thing that |
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I went through |
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On my way to you |
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What if I'd have stayed an extra day or left a week too early |
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Who's to say my path and yours would have had a chance to cross |
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At the time |
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I couldn't see the line connectin' each and every little dot |
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Keepin' me from getting lost |
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On my way to you, there were things |
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I didn't understand |
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I didn't see the plan but now |
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I doThere were no mistakes and no bad moves |
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No, I wouldn't change a thing that |
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I went through |
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On my way to you |
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I'm glad I didn't chance direction, no |
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Not one minute or a second |
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On my way to you, there were things |
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I didn't understand |
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I didn't see the plan but now |
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I doThere were no mistakes and no bad moves |
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No, I wouldn't change a thing that |
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I went through |
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On my way to you |
