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I used to think that this was my town What a stupid thing to think I hear you're fighting off a breakdown I myself am on the brink I used to want to be a real man I don't know what that even means Now I just want you in my arms again And we can search each other's dreams I know you're tired And you ain't sleeping well Uninspired And likely mad as hell But wherever you are I hope the high road leads you home again I've heard enough of the white man's blues I've sang enough about myself So if you're looking for some bad news You can find it somewhere else Last year was a son of a bitch For nearly everyone we know But I ain't fighting with you down in a ditch I'll meet you up here on the road Letras de canciones I know you're tired And you ain't sleeping well Uninspired And likely mad as hell But wherever you are I hope the high road leads you home again To a world you want to live in We'll ride the ship down Dumping buckets overboard There can't be more of them than us There can't be more I know you're tired And you ain't sleeping well Uninspired And likely mad as hell But wherever you are I hope the high road leads you home again To a world you want to live in To a world you want to live in From Letras Mania