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Woorden: Dawes. Take Me Out of the City.

Take me out of the city,
Where my shadow can roam
Let me breath in the morning
Let my way be my home

Take me out of the city
True love I will not find
Take me in new one's heart
Take me out of my mind.

I feel my reflection slide along the eyes that march me past
I found my direction high up close to sun
That I've kept to my back.

Take me out of the city
Where God's never been
Where my soul is my sorrow,
And it's bound by my skin.

Take me out of the city
May I never return
Let the song of the mountain
Be the one that I've earned.

I feel my reflection slide along the eyes that march me past.
I found my direction high up close to sun
That I've kept to my back.

Take me out of the city
Where my shadow can roam
Let me breath in the morning
Let my way be my home.