Well I've been running from something
Twenty years in my car
Down a road that's leading me nowhere
Yeah we drive through the farmland
No one knows where we're from
Could I kiss you and make you a queen?
Or something in between
Do you want to see it?
The place where I am free?
Cos in my mind I need it
But you're nowhere near to me
(c) Augustana - Twenty Years
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