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"Can I stop my hobo wondering days now |
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I guess I'll hang my tears out to dry |
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I seem to notice more and more every day now |
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You got my heartstrings breathing so right |
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I hang my coat high up on the hook now |
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I'll put my gloves down down on the side |
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And I know that they will still be there when |
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I get those feelings need to run go hide |
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I'm getting lost in, with you every day now |
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Or just sitting quietly side by side |
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Climbing towers and getting mystery trains now |
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Making tea and settling down |
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Kites ice creams jumping jumping trampolines now |
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Waking up and I'll tell you last nights dream |
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Seeing things that no one else has seen now |
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Your pulling on my heat of silk and strings |
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Can I stop my hobo wondering days now |
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I guess I'll hang my tears out to dry |
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I seem to notice more and more every day now |
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You got my heartstrings breathing so right |
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I hang my coat high up on the hook now |
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I'll put my gloves down down on the side |
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And I know that they will still be there when |
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I get those feelings need to run go hide |
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