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When you come back, for the last of the boxes,I'll be in the attic, breaking my heart overThese little scraps of paper, that markThe end of another er..
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One day, I'm gonna find youI'm gonna catch youAnd make you goRunning down the highway with meChasing down the windLaughing at the top of our lungs.One..
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Somewhere, something is gonna go right,In this place of hollowness and wide, empty spaces,In this place of deserted roads under a dead sky.A man that ..
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Today I got up, and saw your face in the window.And I started rememberingAll the things that make me sad ,And all the things that I don't have,And all..
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