Dreams Of Falling Songtext

i'm running to the mid-west...away from this town...she just smiles and laughs...she knows that's what i say...when i've been driving alone...the smell of spring in january holds on to my soul and won't let it go...hope is never prudent...and I can't be left behind anymore...they're building up the social-structure with new ideas...and i've gotten in on the bottom floor... the smell of spring in january holds on to my soul and won't let it go... don't let go...
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