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She walked in with sadness in her eyes |
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I could tell she'd been sleeping with the stars |
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Well, hello, I'm dawn, yes, I've seen you around |
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I just live down from here |
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She has a dad she doesn't know |
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Who sends her letters with no return address |
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I don't know his name, he don't know my face |
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I am better off this way |
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On the weekends, I drive her into town |
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In a car that I borrowed from my mom |
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She makes hotel beds where the sidewalks end |
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And I wait for her to come home, please come home |
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The one day, she finally stops coming around |
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My best friend said she probably moved out of town |
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Not a letter was sent, not a phone call was made |
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And I hope she comes back here someday |
