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He knows a friend of a friend who'll give us a jump if we get stuck.

They'd always know I'd be leaving; sooner or later they'd be too.

I'd read to you on Sundays, right before they took your visits away.

Oooh, lonesome bird, Teach me to fly, back into the arms of my sunshine.

I've met the ones who've claimed it and I've met the ones who've built.

I know which roads will lead to where, and I'll stay and visit as long as these roads know how to take me somewhere.

Time is taut, there is no way to bend It to way back when I knew you then, To you, all the love I send, From this long mile, From this passenger bed.

I drank too much wine while writing this record, lit too many candles.

Will you worry that some stranger will be entitled to her love? We went out, had a drink, caught up, and he told me that the hardest part about our separation was a reoccurring nightmare where he searched for me at a carnival.