Look around, it’s like living in a ghost town
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I’m sleepwalking, no easy way out
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It’s been too long, now I don’t know what’s right
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It’s so hard to remember
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By the morning she was gone without a sound
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The sun shone in and her things weren’t all around
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And the only thing she had left me was a line
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At first I couldn’t understand it
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This wind ain’t the right wind for me
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This wind ain’t the right wind for me
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This wind ain’t the right wind for me
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This wind ain’t the right wind for me
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Now I spend most of my time moving around
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But I always meet myself farther down the line
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The stage is set, and the crowd is sitting down
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Then the lights came on but I couldn’t make a sound
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I’m looking over my shoulder
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But she’s not there, no she’s not there
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She stepped out of the cycle and ran away
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This wind ain’t the right wind for me
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This wind ain’t the right wind for me
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This wind ain’t the right wind for me
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This wind ain’t the right wind for me
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Look around, it’s like living in a ghost town
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I’m sleepwalking no easy way out
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It’s been too long, now I don’t know what’s right
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It’s so hard to remember
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By the morning she was gone without a sound
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The sun shone in and her things weren’t all around
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And the only thing she had left me was a line
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The only thing oh the only thing
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This wind ain’t the right wind for me
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This wind ain’t the right wind for me
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This wind ain’t the right wind for me
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This wind ain’t the right wind for me
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This wind ain’t the right wind for me
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This wind ain’t the right wind for me
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This wind ain’t the right wind for me
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This wind ain’t the right wind for me |