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Been Too Long On The Road
Always look so good on the outside
When you get to believin' it's true
Then you know that you're on your way
People tug on your shirt, say you're lucky
You got everything you want
But you don't, yet you dare not say
Go downtown, people runnin' around they climb slowly draggin' you
Downtown horns make a dent in your mind
Plush rooms make a blind in your eyes to see, blindin' me
Light, lovely light, won't you shine in my window
Love, precious love, won't you fill every room
Been too long on the road
Maybe cynics veins are my lifeblood
May be bitin' the hand that I feed
So I'll try, try to understand
What it is that devours your freedom
Makes you drop that you used to hold in your hand
All the things you planned
Go upstairs with a someone who says she cares
Like the devil she does what comes ever into your mind
Then gone, leaving you with the coldest room, the oldest gloom
Warm, won't you be, please be there in the winter
Love, precious love, won't you come full of circle
Been too long on the road
How can I do this to myself?
Have I taken leave of my senses?
What kind of changes make a man
Want to tear down all his fences?
Ohh, I'd like to know
Home, ever home, how could I ever doubt you
Love, precious love, how could I live without you
Been too long on the road
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Been too long on the road
Love, precious love, how could I live without you
Home, ever home, how could I ever doubt you
Ohh, I'd like to know
Want to tear down all his fences?
What kind of changes make a man
Have I taken leave of my senses?
How can I do this to myself?
Been too long on the road
Love, precious love, won't you come full of circle
Warm, won't you be, please be there in the winter
Then gone, leaving you with the coldest room, the oldest gloom
Like the devil she does what comes ever into your mind
Go upstairs with a someone who says she cares
All the things you planned
Makes you drop that you used to hold in your hand
What it is that devours your freedom
So I'll try, try to understand
May be bitin' the hand that I feed
Maybe cynics veins are my lifeblood
Been too long on the road
Love, precious love, won't you fill every room
Light, lovely light, won't you shine in my window
Plush rooms make a blind in your eyes to see, blindin' me
Downtown horns make a dent in your mind
Go downtown, people runnin' around they climb slowly draggin' you
But you don't, yet you dare not say
You got everything you want
People tug on your shirt, say you're lucky
Then you know that you're on your way
When you get to believin' it's true
Always look so good on the outside
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