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Tell me Texas, flat and wide |
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What was it that made him cry? |
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Was he moved or just blue? |
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I feel it slip away from you |
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Well I know its none of mine |
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But I sit and wonder why |
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Was it tears in his eyes? |
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Or just a Visine lie? |
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Tell me you think I’m doing fine |
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I’m feeling strange along the ride |
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To the cold glass, I press my hand |
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To scan the flat of the land |
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Well I know its none of mine |
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But I sit and wonder why |
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Was it tears in his eyes? |
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Or just a Visine lie? |
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Well I know its none of mine |
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But I sit and wonder why |
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Was it tears in his eyes? |
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Or just a Visine lie? |
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