Lying in bed Holding on to you Is like lying on a cloud in heaven and holding the most beautiful Angel.
But now I have to go Back to Austin Riding down 290 I wonder Are my eyes watering because of the wind? Or because of the way I feel Every time I have to leave you?
I go as fast as I can Not even stopping in Luckenback So I can get home quicker So I can call you.
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