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Well I used to walk along the opposite side of the road |
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and made others get out of my way |
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I used to think that I could sit and wait for the times |
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but I know I should meet them halfway |
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I'm halfway home and I'm on my own |
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I'm halfway there and I don't care, I don't mind |
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I plan to leave here after supper time |
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That's when traffic is light, all I need is a sign |
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And I'll be alright. I'll be fine |
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Well I used to think that i could just sleep and then I would dream |
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And everything it would just come to me |
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Until I woke one day without anything to eat |
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Lying on the opposite side of the street |
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I'm halfway home and I'm still out on my own |
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I'm halfway there and I don't care, I don't mind |
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Because it ain't my time not to stay or say |
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Well I can't say, but you can bet that i will play my heart out |
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I'll won't lay. |
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I used to think that I could just sit and wait for the times |
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But I know I gotta meet them somewhere out there halfway |
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I'm halfway home I tried running with the flow |
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I'm halfway there. Ain't it funny how everybody seems to care |
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I planned to get there around supper time their serving up bread and wine |
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All I needed was a sign and I guess I'll be alright. |
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I'll be fine. |
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I'll be fine. |
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I'll be alright. |
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I'll be alright. |
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(It seems to be a running theme about being fine and alright but I don't mind) |
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Because I'll be fine and alright |
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I'll be fine |
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I'll be fine |