| Tin cans on rattling pavement
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| Confetti scattered everywhere
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| She falls asleep in the seat beside me
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| Rice caught up in her hair
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| I don’t mind it, I keep driving
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| Flying on these wheels of steel
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| A bit anxious, a bit nervous
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| The moment’s all that we can feel
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| If oil is the soul of the engine
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| And wine is the drink of the Gods
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| Forgiveness the road to redemption
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| Faith can still beat the odds
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| We’re meant to be baby hold on to me
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| You’ll never not be my girl
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| 'Cause love is the heart of the world
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| I leave him sleeping as I rise early
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| Always up before the dawn
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| The house is dark, but I see clearly
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| Kettle sings a morning song
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| The bacon’s frying, babies crying
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| I soak up the sights and sounds
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| Minutes turn to days and I wish that I could slow it down
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| If grease is the soul of the kitchen
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| And coffee the drink of the Gods
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| Routine too perfect to mention
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| Time is a thief I would rob
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| We’re meant to be baby hold onto me
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| I’ll never not be your girl
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| 'Cause love is the heart of the world
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| Oh, and hope is the soul of the dreamer
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| And heaven is the home of my God
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| It only takes one true believer
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| To believe you can still beat the odds
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| We’re meant to be, baby, hold onto me
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| You’ll never not be my girl (I'll never not be your girl)
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| 'Cause love is the heart, love is the heartt
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| Love is the heart of the world |