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Created on: May 01, 2008
The dusty road where I used to call home is calm this time of day
this is where we used to go to get away and it still seems all the same
early morning the sun would rise and brighten the western sky
one more day born under this Arizona sky
one more scar to call my own
and one more heart breaking in my arms
this is the time of my life when friends became my enemies and lies became the truth
another youthful journey coming to an end. Will I find truth in the sunrise hopping that God will open my eyes to young to work to old to play just one more hot summer day.
One more day born under this Arizona sky
one more scar to call my own
and one more heart breaking in my arms
Can this be true another day I think I might be falling in love with you
lets run to the creek and hope it's not dried up we can play in the sun and hope we don't get caught
this road is long and so are the days
when can I run
The dusty road where I used to call home is calm this time of day
this is where we used to go to get away and it still seemed all the same.
One more say born under this Arizona sky
One more scar to call my own
and one more heart breaking in my arms
I don't remember you this way today your not the same tomorrow will you be the way you where when we played in the creek right down that street when we ran and where free from this Arizona Heat.
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