Wednesday, September 2

twenty years


Well I've been running from something
Twenty years in my car
Down a road that's leading me nowhere
Yeah, we drive through the farmland
No one knows where we're from
Could I kiss you and make you a queen?
Or something in between
Do you want to see it?
The place where I am free?
Because in my mind I need it
But you're nowhere near to me
Move to New York City
Take your woman by the hand
Leave her there with your things on the doorstep
And there's no way around it
Could this be our last dance?
Just fall asleep with the TV darling
I'll be back again
Do you want to see it?
The place where I was free?
Because in my mind I've been there
And there's no one here but me
In the morning it'll find you
Let the light shine away
Down a road that's leading me nowhere
And there's no way around it
Could this be our last dance?
Just fall asleep with the TV darling
I'll be back again.

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