It seems like I’ve lived the time that you’ve lived
But everyone sees a different world
And I know that you’ve been with artless travelers
Who unravel the wonder and take the stars out of the eyes
Of the sweetest girl
Why don’t you leave those boots down there in the sand
They don’t really fit you, so begin again
And call me on your way if you need a hand
Because Colorado will always take you in
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