Well they keep on taking my heart...
And they keep on taking my soul...
They keep taking an inch when I give them a mile,
Not seen, it's been a while, since anyone smiled.
They don't know me, they don't know me...
They don't know me , they don't know me...
But my name is on the highway sign, never look back.
All those troubles are done, nothing left but to run...
So meet me down and don't be shy,
It's a place where we can hide.
There ain't nothing to hear, there ain't no one back here...
Just you and I, and these clouded skies.
So it's time to leave our home...
And see the passes we've outgrown.
Through the years we've kept our backs to the wind...
So long, be well, and goodbye my friend.
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