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So long my friend, my foe, my love, my pain |
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The road's calling out my name |
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Dreaming of La Boheme |
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Maybe I'll go to Barbizon |
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Or see a girl before she catches cold and she's gone |
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Or maybe I'll just travel on |
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Travel on |
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So long my flame, my warmth, my fear, my fight |
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The road's calling again tonight |
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Dreaming under street lights |
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Maybe I'll catch a train to Rome |
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See the world until I can't go on |
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Then maybe I'll come traveling home |
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'Cause when the road takes it's toll |
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And these cities come and go |
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Filled with people I don't know |
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You'll be in my heart |
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And I'll dream of where you are tonight. |
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And when the years pass us by |
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I wonder if we'll cry |
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For losing so much time |
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For moments we may miss |
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For the love that still exists tonight |
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Maybe I'll go it all alone |
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See the world and make my way back home |
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Or maybe I'll keep traveling on |