.On a highway along the Atlantic I'm rifling through these last seventeen years
The radio waxes romantic, its lullabies fill our eyes with tears
We don't say a word
There's nothing to say that hasn't been heard
And how you've grown my little bird
I'm regretting letting you fl.
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