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There are no angels on the road tonight. There are no wishes hanging from the satellites. Joni Mitchell on the radio singin' about coyote, And the great big empty world belongs to me. Drive all night find out where you go When it all comes down and knocks you down so low, Who she was and where she's gone -- how could you never see, How long can you wander in a dream? Taillights disappearing over one more hill. Lonesome highway take you where she will. Full moon sinking falling fast far away somewhere, 0h tonight let me reach you there. Love is the land of enchantment Love is the river of tears Blown on the winds of fortune A million miles from here. Don't need no maps don't need no highway sign, Lose the past and leave the world behind. Radio towers small town lights They ask you all night long, How long 'til you finally get beyond? Love is the land of enchantment Love is the river of tears Blown on the winds of fortune A million miles from here.
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