Here it comes again at 3 am
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that empty space it just takes my breath away
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walk outside its the strangest thing
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snow has fallen radiates
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i dont know but ive been told
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all i know is what i see had such a sweet dream
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it end in disaster
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and somehow you could not find your way back through the door
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im seeing the car crash
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the end of the love song and eve now i cant make it back
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wehre you are
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im going home new york citys become a friend to me
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and every street helps to wash out clean my memory
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all of the faces they hide the light
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i feel that change but the change passes me by
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i dont know but ive been told
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all i know is waht i see had such a sweet dream
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it end in disaster and somehow i could not find my way back through the door
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i follow the side walks and all of you footprints
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but somehow i could not make it back to wehre you are
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im going home
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Going Home
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| David Usher |
