I met this girl the other day Sitting alone on the Wednesday train I said whats wrong you look so sad She said shes got something inside That shes not willing to confide So i said can I give some free advice Dont worry about your problems now baby cuz They just dont matter when it comes down to the fact That everybodys got problems now baby And lifes too short to keep them bottled up inside Cuz i know When life feels like a racecar speeding down Its one way street That Ill go Anywhere that feels like heaven down this one way street Cuz i know that everything will be fine I met this guy the other day Sitting alone on the Sunday train Dressed up with nowhere left to go He said theres one thing that Ive learned Thru all these cigarettes Ive burned Youve got to stop and look around He said that hindsights clearer than a crystal ball If he had the chance he would stop and do it all over again Cuz when youre waiting for the sound of the gavel You dont want it to end with a fistful of regrets inside Cuz i know When life feels like a racecar speeding down Its one way street That Ill go Anywhere that feels like heaven down this one way street Cuz i know that everything will be fine Cuz i know When life feels like a racecar speeding down Its one way street That Ill go Anywhere that feels like heaven down this one way street Cuz i know When life feels like a racecar speeding down Its one way street That Ill go Anywhere that feels like heaven down this one way street Cuz i know everything will be fine
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