A million miles away from home, I feel sick and I feel torn, Ive got a picture in my mind, of all these things Ive left behind. Its just another hotel motel and a six-pack in my head, I keep talking to that picture, but "everything" just wont talk back. Now I wish that you could hear me, youre always on my mind, I feel bad leaving you behind.
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Hell Ive got promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep I think of you and while I wheep a million miles to go
The worn out picture in my head, the only blanket in my bed Im sweating blood that taste like tears, your voice so sadly in my ear, Now I wish that you could hear me, youre always on my mind, I feel bad leaving you behind
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Hell Ive got promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep, I think of you and while I wheep a million miles to go.