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I am at ease in the arms of a woman |
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Although now, most of my days I spend alone |
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Thousand miles, place I was born |
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When she wakes me, she takes me back home |
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Now, most days, I spend like a child |
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Who's afraid of ghosts in my mind |
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I know there ain't nothin' out there |
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I'm still afraid to turn on the lights |
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I am at ease in the arms of a woman |
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Although now, most of my days I spend alone |
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A thousand miles, place I was born |
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When she wakes me, she takes me back home |
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A thousand miles, place I was born |
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When she wakes me, she takes me back home |
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I am at ease in the arms of a woman |
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Although now, most of my days I spend alone |
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A thousand miles, place I was born |
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When she wakes me, she takes me |
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Ya, when she wakes me, she takes me |
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Ya, when she wakes me, she takes me back home |
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When she wakes me, she takes me back home |
