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CHe never knew their names and never Fadd9really cared Lying to Amhimself, he was never just a Gyoung kid scared CLiving on his own with no one to Fadd9hold on to AmNowhere to go and Gnothing to do Fadd9But lie awake and pray that one day Fadd9Someone will come his way
CHORUS
All he Cknows are Highways and bGroken hearts AmLate nights and oFadd9ld guitars CWondering wGhere you are You're Amso fGar aFadd9way
His shoes are worn and tired and not at their best Like a gypsy never sure where he'll be going next Superficial friends, and girls with glazed over eyes It's a good time, but just for the night Then off he'll go to maybe Mexico Then off to Colorado CHORUS Staring through the walls of that motel room Reflecting on his days, the route that he's seemed to choose Will good outshine the bad, can he turn this thing around Should he drop to his knees, just give up now Begging for release in the night Has he gone too far to fight? CHORUS
You're Amso fGar aFadd9way You're Amso fGar aFadd9way
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