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Forced to cope with every roadblock this drive placed in our wayOn and on, we're holding backOn and on, I'm trying to forget that we're two hours away from homeNo signs of hopeI'm starting to think I'm coming homeI think my sanity's closing with the dayI'd like to think that we move on and on and on to better thingsA night stranded in Cleveland was the only thing we neededTo get this fucking town on the move(A ten hour drive, yet so close to home)A night stranded in Cleveland was the only thing we neededTo get this fucking town on the move(A ten hour drive, yet so close to home)A night stranded in Cleveland was the only thing we neededTo get this fucking town on the move(A ten hour drive, yet so close to home) From Letras Mania