When dawn comes to touch my purple haze
And evening's drowsiness to carry me away
I know once again that there is nothing we can save
So I'll pack up my things, I'll be on my way
Yes, here I go again
Off down the road again
Thinking thoughts of days gone by
Here I am again
Singing my songs again
Thinking and dreaming
Thoughts of you and I
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