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People get restless, people get reckless You hit me so hard you left me breathless I need some time to catch my breath Am I outta line, the answer's yes It's time to travel on, saddle up and leave this town As I ride into the sunset I turn around to blow you a kiss Since last December, return to sender And it hasn't found its way back I folded the letter so I could mail her Now I'm waiting for the attack Don't follow me I allow me to take this absence from you I'm not quite sure if it's the thing that I should do but I'll do it anyway I got these bills to pay And when you turn around to see, I said I'll never show ya I'm headin' farther out in the west--farther than California Skip down bottom of the note it reads was nice to know ya Search me out with your own eyes to see that I had flown ya It's time to travel on, saddle up and leave this town As I ride into the sunset I turn around to blow you a kiss It's time to travel on, saddle up and leave this town As I ride into the sunset I turn around to blow you a kiss From Letras Mania