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I can hardly taste the wine, I'm homesickAnd if you see me down, walk away, walk awayI can hear it in your voice, in your voiceI can feel it in your heart, in your heartAnd if you want to goThen I'll let you go now, you don't have to staySometimes I get tiredAnd I know you've got to find your own wayI see it in the sky, I'll see it in your eyesThe point I'm trying to make isI'm changing my mindThe politics of life are obscureI can sense it in your smile, in your smileI can touch it from afar, from afarSomeday soon I'II leave this CitySomeday soon I'll find a new placeBack to the country, the scenic lifeWhere I intend to cut myself offAnd if you want to goThen I'll let you go now, you don't have to staySometimes I get tiredAnd I know you've got to find your own wayI see it in the sky, I'll see it in your eyes... From Letras Mania