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By Ingram Hill, Maybe her eyes are just a little bit red
Almost all
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By Ingram Hill, Stop weeping for your loss, it's over now
He's finally gone
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By Ingram Hill, i wanna turn & walk away
i realize that i can't
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By Ingram Hill, Streetlights blind my eyes through a shade
that's halfway pulled
Cracklin' right
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By Ingram Hill, your eyes
your smile
when I'm with you
it drives me wild
your
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By Ingram Hill, Mary came back in the middle of December
With a
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By Ingram Hill, Hangin' around again in the shadow of your broken love
You
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By Ingram Hill, Turn out the lights, leave the candle burning
We can talk
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By Ingram Hill, Sit here and we talk,
Sit and talk in the dark,
Say
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By Ingram Hill, On the radio this morning
They played our song
Thought about the
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By Ingram Hill, I looked out this morning and the sun was gone
Turned
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By Ingram Hill, She takes another morning drive
She wonders if she's right this
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By Ingram Hill, Five foot four, and a fourth she stands
Deep blue eyes,
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By Ingram Hill, I don't want your old letters
And I don't want to
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By Ingram Hill, She don't believe in anything
Never in love with those who
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By Ingram Hill, So now you show your face in this home of
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By Ingram Hill, Walkin' in my sleep again
Where were you
Off in some distant
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By Ingram Hill, Let the captain take you home
Pack it up and you'll
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By Ingram Hill, 'Bout that time again
Strange feelin' in the wind
Standin' in this
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By Ingram Hill, A dark clear sky above our heads
You're tongue is cold
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By Ingram Hill, Minutes 'till dawn, I'ma wake
Stare at the phone, and I
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By Ingram Hill, Mercy fights a little war again
Always the one that tried
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By Ingram Hill, She makes her way up to the front door
Completely numb
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By Ingram Hill, You tell me she's not asking for an answer, just
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By Ingram Hill, It just took a minute to fall
My heart wasn't breaking
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By Ingram Hill, You could fall apart, it wouldn?t take a lot
So fragile,
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By Ingram Hill, I woke up from my sleep to the sound of
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By Ingram Hill, The weather says the sun won't shine
And I've arrested my
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By Ingram Hill, Chorus:
If you ever want to come home from Chicago
And leave
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By Ingram Hill, Can I talk to you again?
Pull you away from all