I want to run 1,000 miles home.
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Break down all walls that block me from your bed.
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Capture your eyes, as I explore your thighs
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And try to explain what's going on inside my head.
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Girl I've run all across this land.
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I've seen waves crash on beaches and steal my breath.
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I've seen snow on the hilltops,
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Perfect and smooth as my hand navigating your chest.
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Oh I've seen California.
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All the mountains and deserts and streams.
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As the monuments crumble and erode away,
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I know you're back home waiting for me.
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And now I depend on my sense of adventure,
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To get through all the rough times,
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'til we get back together.
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I want to run back to Oregon.
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Fall every tree that blocks me from my street.
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Up in the hills, watch the city lights,
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I won't be home 'til I have Portland under my feet.
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Girl I've run all across this land.
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I've seen waves crash on beaches and steal my breath.
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I've seen snow on the hilltops,
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Perfect and smooth as my hand navigating your chest.
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Oh I've seen California.
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All the basements and stages and scenes.
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I could laugh as it all falls into the sea,
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And know you're back home waiting for me.
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When I get home, I'm up for anything.
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Back To Oregon
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Broadway Calls |