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i've been meaning to write youfor days, for weeks, for months nowi'm beginning to think that you're more heart than you are guts nowand when you say come on home what exactly do you mean nowi'm afraid i got no way of knowing where that puts me now so where's your lake itasca and where's your inky river and were's your muddy deltaand where do you go when you're not on my mindcuz that wouldn't give you very much time there are songs that i sing that you haven't heard it's true nowthere are lives that i lead not directly concerning you nowthere's a pony it seems you ride every day nowLetras de cancionesand stories that make me feel ever further away now and when i say that i miss you i wonder why i don't call nowi can't hang up and meet you down the street for a bike ride at all nowand our wondering souls and concrete hearts done grow wings nowand your voice without your spirit got me thinking about these things now From Letras Mania