i took off last night with my coat and my intention
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to make connections with the eyes that left me blind
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left my love for the strength of that white, white line
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i left one more time i could have heard "i love you"
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one more time i could have heard "i care"
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one more time when i needed that emotion
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one more time i wasn't even there
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through the darkness and the distance
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lie champagne and smoky smiles
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bounded by the sorrow having lost love to the miles
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i feel you
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you're not a stranger to this white, white line
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i watched your eyes chose words so slowly
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illusions to my view
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but i laugh and say it's highway 75 that draws me here
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it's not me and it's not you
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there was one more time when i should have said "i love you"
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one more time when i should have told you "i care"
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when we sit here in silence
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and we miss the ones we love that can't be here
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it's the love we leave behind
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i tried to lose this restless spirit in a mission of regrets
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but i can't survive without this war
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and your eyes reflect the visions that i can't forget
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i find balance on a darkened highway
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i find truth by the side of the road
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and someone else's tune to lift me high above the line
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that leaves me running from the cold
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running from the cold
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running from the cold
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running from the cold
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Indigo Girls |