| Head North on a silent drive
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| You’re blind to the things I’m seeing
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| I miss you and your Summer eyes
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| I’ll talk slow, to keep you from leaving
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| At den’s depths, feel you in my veins
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| Not more, I shut out the feeling
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| Move slow in the morning haze
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| If you leave, cause I’m still sleeping
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| Laying in gardens hand and hand
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| Feel the sunshine on my face
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| Another bad name and the other wrong word misplaced
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| And gone to waste
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| You take, take, take, it all away
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| You left, and put me in my place
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| Now I don’t think I’ll feel the same
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| (But I don’t feel the same way)
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| I’ll make, make, make, it up to you
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| Opinion fried that you want me to
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| For what it’s worth, I’d pray that you do too
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| It’s been a long month inside my head
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| So many thoughts while I’ve been drinking
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| Great lakes will fall again
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| And we’ll find what we’ve been missing
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| Laying in gardens hand and hand
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| Feel the sunshine on my face
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| Another bad name and the other wrong word misplaced
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| And gone to waste
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| You take, take, take, it all away
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| You left, and put me in my place
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| Now I don’t think I’ll feel the same
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| (But I don’t feel the same way)
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| I’ll make, make, make, it up to you
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| Opinion fried that you want me to
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| For what it’s worth, I’d pray that you do too
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| Say what you want to
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| I don’t believe you
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| I can’t believe you now
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| And you said, you need to get some rest
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| (But I’m not tired yet)
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| And it’s not quite right in the head
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| Laying down to fall asleep
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| Head North on a silent drive
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| You’re blind to the things I’m seeing |