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Yeah yeah yeah
Well I'm going back this summer to Ohio
I'm gonna seek out all my friends I've always known
I'm goin' back to that farm that I remember
Well I'm goin' to spend this summer back home
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
I'll spend my summer (back home)
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
I'll spend my summer (back home)
Back home (back home)
I'm gonna get up every morning before the roosters
I'll run downstairs fix my breakfast all alone
I'll milk those cows feed the chickens and the horses
Well I'm gonna spend this summer back home
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
I'll spend my summer (back home)
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
I'll spend my summer (back home)
Back home (back home)
I'll eat everything that Ma puts on the table
When I get back you won't believe how I've grown
I'll hit the sack early everynight thinkin' 'bout tomorrow whoa oh
Well I'm gonna spend this summer back home
Back home, back home, back home
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
I'll spend my summer (back home)
That's what I'm gonna do that's where I'm gonna be, that's this summer
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
I'll spend my summer (back home)
Gonna get up, gonna get up, gonna get up every morning
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'll spend my summer (back home)
Hey woo feels okay back home
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
I'll spend my summer (back home)
Back home
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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