There was a way with the promises
And in a little while another way
Has it moved highways
Thought I knew
But I don't
Out here we're made all of us, always
Hand made mistakes
Move on through my wake
I look away, I look away
Looks like you wanna be
Highways, highways
Thought I knew
But I don't
Thought I knew
But I don't
Thought I knew
But I don't
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