And somehow somewhere, these sad faces stare.
They're mourning their lives, they're headed nowhere.
But you are. You'll go far.
And honey I know, you're not to blame.
But sometimes, they put all of their shame on you.
And baby I know, sometimes this is hard.
But 600 miles, just isn't that far in my heart.
It's you I see most in the pit of my soul.
Upon my heart you sure have a hold.
Someday somewhere we'll live without a care.
Yes honey I'll get you the hell out of there.
They're mourning their lives, they're headed nowhere.
But you are. You'll go far.
And honey I know, you're not to blame.
But sometimes, they put all of their shame on you.
And baby I know, sometimes this is hard.
But 600 miles, just isn't that far in my heart.
It's you I see most in the pit of my soul.
Upon my heart you sure have a hold.
Someday somewhere we'll live without a care.
Yes honey I'll get you the hell out of there.
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