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Laura Cantrell
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Billy Contreras
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Brian Kotzur
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Kenny Vaughan
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Matt Swanson
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Tony Crow
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I was sittin' in the dark As the band played on Listenin' to the words Of an old Southern song It was a January day But it felt just like June I could feel the heat of the house gettin' late in the day Your hand in mine as we made our way Cool green grass as we lay right down When I knew who I was And who I wanted to be But there's no way there from here No bridge across the ocean No path up through the mountain Or trip back through the years Or the tears There's no way there from here No turn I might have taken Each day when I awaken The dream that seemed so clear Disappears There's no way there from here The fights fluttered by like the pages of a book That fell from the shelf while the dishes shook Tattered bits of flattery Not just for my vanity I would take you out or tuck you in Be there when your day begin Hold you while you drift to sleep And be the one Your dreams to keep But there's no way there from here No bridge across the ocean No path up through the mountain Or trip back through the years Or the tears There's no way there from here No turn I might have taken Each day when I awaken The dream that seemed so clear Disappears There's no way there from here I was sittin' in the dark As the band played on Listenin' to the words Of an old Southern song
Writer(s): Franklin Bruno, Laura Cantrell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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