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INGRAM HILL >> Merchandise Links
INGRAM HILL
Streetlights blind my eyes through a shade that's halfway pulled Cracklin' right side interrupts the radio in my head Speeding through a familiar town that I don't know all too well I find a glimpse of you outside my home If you ever want to come home from Chicago And leave the things that habit made you love I'll be there to await your arrival To give you a life you'll never know Sometimes I get the feeling that I'm not the only one Sometimes my silence speaks for itself As I stroll on down the street I pray for a chance I'll see you ther This time I think I'll share my life with you
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