Standing by the wayside, begging for a ride I been waiting so long, a year has gone Look at all the people, strangers every one I've been looking so long, a year has gone You were all I lived for, I guess my life is through I've been living so long, a year has gone Lonely Sunday morning, rest in peace, my love You been sleeping so long, a year has gone How could I ever start to tell you The end is almost here? The song of love is riding in my ears Playing loud, playing clear The song will never change The memory will always be so near Standing by the wayside, begging for a ride I been waiting so long, a year has gone Look at all the people, strangers every one I've been looking so long, a year has gone
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