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By Trisha Yearwood, If you could read my mindYou'd know how hard I
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By Trisha Yearwood, Did you ever want something so badThat you could taste
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By Trisha Yearwood, It took a while for me to see things as
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By Trisha Yearwood, (feat. Aaron Neville)I fall to piecesEach time I see you
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By Trisha Yearwood, I could talk till I'm blue in the faceYou still
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By Trisha Yearwood, Kept my head in the sand so longIt makes a
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By Trisha Yearwood, Ask me how much you mean to meAnd I wouldn't
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By Trisha Yearwood, Well, I've got a steady job that pays enoughA pretty
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By Trisha Yearwood, The biggest lie you ever toldYour deepest fear about growin'
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By Trisha Yearwood, You say you've been down some rocky roadsAnd there's a
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By Trisha Yearwood, Oh The Weather Outside Is FrightfulBut The Fire Is So
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By Trisha Yearwood, So you cannot lift a spirit that has turned to
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By Trisha Yearwood, It's been a long road, but we got hereIt wasn't
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By Trisha Yearwood, Once, I heard the whistleOf a mournful midnight trainSing a
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By Trisha Yearwood, I think you do, then I think you don'tMaybe you
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By Trisha Yearwood, I've played it over in my headThought about the words
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By Trisha Yearwood, I watch the sun going downWhile I stand on sacred
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By Trisha Yearwood, Ever since I lost you, babyI've been here and thereLookin'
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By Trisha Yearwood, Oh, what a sunny dayWhen they carried the radio homeBringing
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By Trisha Yearwood, Dreamed of you in my solitudeI told myself way back
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By Trisha Yearwood, I'm catchin' this south bound trainI've had enough of the
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By Trisha Yearwood, On a bus to St. Cloud, MinnesotaI thought I saw
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By Trisha Yearwood, So many times love went southDown into the valley of
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By Trisha Yearwood, Sunday mornin' when the paper comesLet's read it front to
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By Trisha Yearwood, Well, this is what happens when you fall for a
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By Trisha Yearwood, I've never seen two people in my lifeMore determined to
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By Trisha Yearwood, I don't buy the lines in magazinesThat tell me what
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By Trisha Yearwood, Santa had a cup of coffee and he ate a
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By Trisha Yearwood, I told myself I'd stay away...I got no business 'round
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By Trisha Yearwood, Every day here you come walkin'I hold my tongue, I