| Driving without destination
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| Leaving our clothes there on the bank and
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| Swimming in a river with no name
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| The crazy way the motor jangles
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| Talking to somebody ain’t got no angles
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| Somebody meeting somebody halfway
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| Every once in awhile, the feeling of beauty
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| Catches my breath, runs right through me
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| If you don’t mind, I’ll stay on another couple of days
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| Finding out just what you’re made of
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| A stretch of green grass made to make love
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| Racing stripes and hurricanes
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| The few things really worth knowing
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| Like where you think that red bird’s going
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| And no illusions on a clear day
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| Every once in awhile, the feeling of beauty
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| Catches my throat, runs right through me
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| If you don’t mind, I’ll stay on another couple of days
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| Doing right when it’s not easy
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| Calling out without thinking
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| Something sweet you just wanted to say
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| I’m alright, thanks for asking
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| Still got a few hopes in my basket
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| Light in the kitchen still on real late
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| I love the way that screen door catches
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| A stranger with a pack of matches
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| And starting out when I don’t know the way
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| And every once in a while, the feeling of beauty
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| Catches my heart, runs right through me
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| If you don’t mind, I’ll stay on another couple of days
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| If it’s alright with you, I’ll stay on another couple of days |