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It’s hard to stay, When everything inside screams to run As far as, as quick as, as soon as Possible. But that look in your eyes Brings me back from the miles Down the road I can see; Brings me back from the places I don’t want to be. I never wanted a future, But you make me believe Maybe there’s something inside Other than this feeling- Like I’ve always got to hide. At the first sign of trouble, I’ve always been the first to let go; The last to look back; The furthest away from dependable, When it really matters the most. That look in your eyes Brings me back from the miles Down the road I can see; Brings me back from the places I don’t want to be. I’ll always come home to see you smile.
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Mar 18, 2011
Mar 18, 2011 at 10:46 PM UTC
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It’s hard to stay, When everything inside screams to run As far as, as quick as, as soon as Possible. But that look in your eyes Brings me back from the miles Down the road I can see; Brings me back from the places I don’t want to be. I never wanted a future, But you make me believe Maybe there’s something inside Other than this feeling- Like I’ve always got to hide. At the first sign of trouble, I’ve always been the first to let go; The last to look back; The furthest away from dependable, When it really matters the most. That look in your eyes Brings me back from the miles Down the road I can see; Brings me back from the places I don’t want to be. I’ll always come home to see you smile.
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Mar 18, 2011
Mar 18, 2011 at 10:46 PM UTC
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