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作曲 : Brooke |
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Snow fell thick and small |
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It buried a starlit fog |
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You remembered it all |
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I'm sleepdriving away |
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Metal and mold, bourbon and clove |
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Mirrors and smoke, yesterday's clothes |
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I'm sleepdriving away |
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Eyes through your window, I stare out |
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And some, someday we'll be too old |
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Cold will ache with making you jaw |
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You're only as old as you say that we are |
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I'm sleepdriving away |
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The trunk of the car filled with all that we own |
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This old Pontiac's starting to feel like a boat |
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I'm sleepdriving away |
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Eyes through your window I stare out |
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And some, someday we'll be too old |
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It's nearly dawn, your motel home |
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The shades were drawn to hide the storm |
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Without a sound, the TV glows |
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The blankets tight around our throats |
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Swirling 'round, the light above |
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Outside the crows were waking up |
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It's nearly dawn |
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Motel home was nearly gone |
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No sleep at all |
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Outside, those crows |
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In life, oh noes |
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Frozen roads and white |
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Frozen roads and white |
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Sleepdriving away |
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Sleepdrivingaway |
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Frozen roads and white |
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Sleepdrivingaway |
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Frozen roads and white Sleepdrivingaway..... |