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American Road In New Jersey
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I was older when I was young And nothing told me I'm luck I found out much later on That being was enough A body I wouldn't touch But they'll love these things that I've done But the lights don't always turn on And the words don't always add up All the things I've turned into dust Turn to write it into a song Would you take me now that I'm lost? Would you love me without what I was? Would you love me? All of the days I missed Diplomas and doctorates Hotel in Austin Florida wedding Tickets for airplanes Boredom and birthday cakes Groceries for holidays Hospital pillowcase Dinner at seven What's better than heavะตn? Could you be more than? Could you be morะต than? Could you be more than? Could you be more than? Could you be more than? We're all concerned parents and friends and parents and friends Come from words and suffering turns to sorrow, burning of a live wire Tired of being ignored, let down and bored Pulled around stakes, stand improper, calling home Just say the words, we're all concerned, for what it's worth It turns, it turns, it tumbles over, stumbling in four-leaf clovers Been shrugging shoulders Four years older and you're only closer to the brink of it I wrote it to make it possible to see When eye-to-eye, do you think of me? When eye-to-eye, do you think of me?