well the last thing that you knew
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he was walking out on you
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to the point of no return
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where i found you
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when i couldn't find my way home
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i could always make my way to you
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when i couldn't drink myself sober
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i found you
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i found you
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i found you
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well the last thing that you need now
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is a shoulder there to bleed on
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but i believe i've seen light
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coming through you, yeah yeah
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when i couldn't find my way home
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i could always make my way to you
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when i couldn't drink myself sober
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i found you
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baby i found you
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i found you
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when i couldn't find my way home
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i could always make my way to you
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when i couldn't drink myself sober
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i found you
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i found you
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i couldn't find my way home
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but i found you
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i couldn't find my way home
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but i found you
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i couldn't find my way home
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but i found you
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i couldn't find my way home
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i couldn't find my way home
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but i found you
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i couldn't find my way home
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but i found you
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i couldn't find my way home
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My Way To You
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| Lloyd Cole |
