you see the choice in front of youand though it's
when they come for youdon't let them take your heartif
it's 3 o'clock in the morning and we're still hereand
everybody's leaving, they're going far awaythey're taking nothing that might
hanging round the dinerjust trying to break evenstanding on a
Let's just say I've got my soul set
I'm finding things
there is nothing I can say to you nowof all
the freeway is filling upas the sun is coming upand
they were supposedto be having such a good timethe flowers
all the time you'd spent alone in your roomwith all
waiting for someone to come to my doorto help me
you were here, now you're gonehoping just to find some
A quarter for a payphone-call to Houston
I see that writing
I haven't seen your face
In such a long, long time
We
Every time I see you walking my way, I just
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