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i guess she'd rather be alone it makes things easierno more late night telephone calls i wonder if this pleases herand all things in my head i wonder if there's something i could have saidto make you stay 'cause everything i do revolves around youand i cannot lie i'll tell you how but i can't tell whyand everything i feel i don't know if it's real it comes and goesbut each time it blows a part of me awaytwo lanes of highway stretched in front of me as far as I can seethe grass here's greener than most grass i've seenthe sky's a big gray hazy canopy up over me nothing much here to dojust keep my hands on the wheel my mind's on youeverything i see bring's thoughts of you and me and who we arewe've said so little and come so far and everything i tryi'm preoccupied with dreams of youdon't want you to break my heart in two againeverything i do revolves around you and i cannot liei'll tell you how but i can't tell whyand everything i feel i don't know if it's real it comes and goesbut each time it blows a part of me awayeverything i do everything i do everything i do