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May 2012
Tears on my steering wheel
.
I swore I'd never look back
.
This is moving faster than
.
I ever wanted it to
.
I can't see out the windshield
.
And I haven't the courage
.
To let the thunder come
.
Because of you even now I know
.
My bumper's starting to drag
.
But please don't listen to me
.
When out of injured pride I say
.
Just to spite the memory of you
.
Lightening will come my way
.
And I'll smile even as I say
.
Maybe I'll see you around
.
Yes, I'll find you one fine day
Liz Anne
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