(Lancaster/Frost)
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Standing by the wayside, begging for a ride
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I been waiting so long, a year has gone
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Look at all the people, strangers every one
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I've been looking so long, a year has gone
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You were all I lived for, I guess my life is through
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I've been living so long, I can't go on
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Lonely Sunday morning, rest in peace, my love
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You been sleeping so long, a year has gone
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How could I ever start to tell you
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The end is almost here?
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The song of love is ringing in my ears
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Playing loud, playing clear
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The song will never change
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The memory will always be so near
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Standing by the wayside, begging for a ride
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I been waiting so long, a year has gone
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A Year
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Status Quo |