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7 Hours | ||||
10 past 1 on a sunday night, got in my car, kissed you goodbye drove away, began to cry, in 7 hours I'll be home I'm so alone without you here, don't know how long till I return See you again I stopped for fuel about half way home, 4 O'Clock, 5 degrees I see the sign for your town but I continue on and I'm feeling numb I don't feel tired and I don't feel cold but I stare at the lines, pretend you're here I smile from thinking of you I cry from thinking about you I love you but I never said The sky begins to light the ground I hear familiar voices on my radio It's getting close to 7 O'Clock I feel the cold wind from my open window But another hour and I'll be home and I'll stretch out then Give you a call to say I'm fine The radio no longer excites me The cold sharp wind don't seem so cold no more I feel a hum from the wheels beneath me I'm just a half an hour from home I was there when you got that call I hate to see you cry but there's nothing that I can do I hope you know that I loved you I don't know how long till I see you again |
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