Stars & Boulevards Lyrics

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Wait dear, a white horse is walking down my street here,
your words are creeping at my feet
I fear, sunrise will come to soon and you'll disappear
into the haze of this city and go south...

look out, they're coming after us with big guns,
they're only gonne tell you all the bad things I've done
even if they words they say aren't true they've won,
any I'm left here dyin in the sun

oh...seems like I'm always on my own,
seems like I'm never coming home
seems like I'm always on my own...

late nights, won't do me justice
cause when I drink...I just get so damn depressed,
and its not like, I ain't trying to get over you.
it's just hard to look at the seasons, pass me over too...

oh...seems like I'm always on my own,
seems like I'm never coming home
seems like I'm always on my own...
(all the stars and boulevards ain't close enough for you...)

one last phone call from you, it wouldn't hurt much,
just like to hear your voice and pretend to touch,
any inch of you that hasn't said it all or read it all or sung
my life away

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Wait dear, a white horse is walking down my street here,  
your words are creeping at my feet 
I fear, sunrise will come to soon and you'll disappear 
into the haze of this city and go south... 
 
look out, they're coming after us with big guns, 
they're only gonne tell you all the bad things I've done 
even if they words they say aren't true they've won, 
any I'm left here dyin in the sun 
 
oh...seems like I'm always on my own,  
seems like I'm never coming home 
seems like I'm always on my own... 
 
late nights, won't do me justice 
cause when I drink...I just get so damn depressed, 
and its not like, I ain't trying to get over you.  
it's just hard to look at the seasons, pass me over too... 
 
oh...seems like I'm always on my own,  
seems like I'm never coming home 
seems like I'm always on my own... 
(all the stars and boulevards ain't close enough for you...) 
 
one last phone call from you, it wouldn't hurt much, 
just like to hear your voice and pretend to touch, 
any inch of you that hasn't said it all or read it all or sung  
my life away

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