100 lyrics for "Where to go and where to see"

Some broken bridges in my time Praying for forgiveness Standing on the other side There are bridges on life?s highway But we never see them there Some cross troubled waters And some don't go nowhere Some you wouldn't step on If you're trying to save your
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Some broken bridges in my time Praying for forgiveness Standing on the other side There are bridges on life?s highway But we never see them there Some cross troubled waters And some don't go nowhere Some you wouldn't step on If you're trying to save your
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And wherever you've gone And wherever we might go It don't seem fair Your lights reflected now Reflected from a far We were but stones Your light made us stars Today just disappeared I've used hammers made out of wood
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We’re going nowhere How can I love you boy if you’re going nowhere Leave, you are not the boy you said you’d be I’m tired of asking myself why Time for me to move on And it’s so hard for me to breathe Bye, don’t have the strength to see you cry Sick of
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Strike up the band Don't you move Oh, the conductor is beckoning Come, congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it No, don't you get it, don't you get it now Douse the lights Just stay where I can see you We sure are in for a show tonight Give us
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It don't matter And wherever we go And whatever we do And whatever we see And whoever we be I don't mind cause you don't matter I don't mind cause I don't matter (And don't shit matter) You'll see in the end
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Lover man, oh, where can you be I've heard it said That the thrill of romance Can be like a heavenly dream I go to bed with a prayer That you'll make love to me Strange as it seems Someday we'll meet And you'll dry all my tears
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'Cause I understand you, We see eye to eye Like a double rainbow 'Cause a double rainbow Is hard to find They say one man's trash is another man's treasure And wherever you go
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It ain't love that I'm chasin' but I'm runnin' just in case There's trouble where I'm going but I'm gonna go there anyway I hate Sunday mornings 'cause they always seem to start this way I'm looking for a lighter, I already bought the cigarettes Guess I
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