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I know I’m home from that familiar smell
Like dogs and molasses
I know those roads, I know that cheap motel
Where I lost my sunglasses
I remember you down there on the blue stairwell
After all our French classes
Couldn’t hear too clear over the old school bell
Did you forgive my trespasses?

I’ll be so very desole if I don’t get to see you today
I need to know that you’re OK before I can drive away

I was swinging from a cherry bough
I was practicing poses
I was skipping stones and playing house
And drinking from hoses
That goes some ways to explaining how
I never brought you red roses
We’re old enough for comprehending now
What was in front of our noses

I’ll be so very desole if I don’t get to see you today
I need to know that you’re OK before I can drive away

Stuck under a strip mall overhang
While the thunder was crashing
We made a run to the car straight through the rain
Laughing and splashing
Every song we heard seemed to explain
About the secret I was stashing
I watched the lines your hair left on the fogged up window pane
While my hazards were flashing

I’ll be so very desole if I don’t get to see you today
I need to know that you’re OK before I can drive away

Did I stumble through the kitchen door
Is that how you’ll describe it
Were you waiting there for something more
Did I fail to provide it
I left a blood stain there on your kitchen floor
My foot couldn’t hide it
My mouth was leaking, heart was speaking
Reckless and undivided.

I’ll be so very desole if I don’t get to see you today
I need to know that you’re OK before I can drive away

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