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A clear thought
So you’re leaving in a day or two
Is there nothing I can do?
Is there nothing I can say to make you stay?

They tell me you're not coming back
You’ve had enough and you're making tracks
Everybody here wants something they can't have

I get up I'm spinning
My head rolls I’m reeling
I can’t remember the last time I had
A clear thought that didn't involve you
If I could stand at the edge of town
Turn you’re travelling wheels around
I would flag you down and never let you go
If only one chance comes along
I could do worse than to turn out wrong
I could watch you leave and never let you know
I get up I’m spinning
My head rolls I'm reeling
I can’t remember the last time I had A clear thought that didn't involve you