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(Walt Meskell, Tim Martin)
Just another Texas bus stop
Texas never seems to end
On my seventh cup a' coffee
Waitress, hit me once again
Gotta date in Colorado
With the woman in my life
I've seen enough of fairgrounds
An' singin' in the lights
'Cause the only light I wanna see
Is the light that's in the eyes
Of the woman waitin' up for me again
Yeah, the only light I wanna see
Is a candle in the winda
An' the open door that she'll be standin' in
Driver says, "It's time, folks"
So we straggle back on board
Just me, a nun, two cowboys
An' a guy in back that snored
Been twenty-seven hours
Full a' anything but fun
An' over my right shoulder
There's an early-mornin' sun
But the only light I wanna see
Is the light that's in the eyes
Of a woman waitin' up for me again
Yeah, the only light I wanna see
Is a candle in the winda
An' the open door that she'll be standin' in
Goin' on forty hours
An' I've been too long alone
But it's only just a walk, now
Up the hill and then I'm home
I've seen too many bus stops
An' I've sung my share a' songs
But the spotlight only matters
When it's shinin' in my home
'Cause the only light I wanna see
Is a light that's in the eyes
Of a woman waitin' up for me again
Yeah, the only light I wanna see
Is a candle in the winda
An' the open door that she'll be standin' in
[Fade out]
Yeah, the only light I wanna see
Is the light that's in the eyes
Of a woman waitin' up for me again
Yeah, the only light I wanna see
Is a candle in the winda
An' the open door that she'll be standin' in
'Cause the only light I wanna see
Is the light that's in the eyes
Of the woman waitin' up for me again
Yeah, the only light I wanna see...
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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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