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I remember thinking
I'd have to keep my eyes open
j ust a little longer,
so I could look at your face.
And lock it up inside my mind
so anytime I closed my eyes
I could call you back to life.

But now I'm driving toward you,
and I can see you in my mind
clear as day. You're waiting for me
as I have waited for you for so long,
waiting for this day,
waiting for this moment.

When all my life
my roots have run deep
in this Georgia red clay.
But right now as I leave this place
and I'm going to you,
it feels like I'm going home.

I never guessed
it could have been this hard
to say goodbye.
It always seemed a lifetime away,
but when that day came
it seemed to last a lifetime,
another lifetime, until I see you again.

But now I'm driving toward you,
and I can see you in my mind
clear as day. You're waiting for me
as I have waited for you for so long,
waiting for this day,
waiting for this moment.

When all my life
my roots have run deep
in this Georgia red clay.
But right now as I leave this place
and I'm going to you,
it feels like I'm going home.
I remember thinking   I'd have to keep my eyes open   j ust a little longer,   so I could look at your face.   And lock it up inside my mind   so anytime I closed my eyes   I could call you back to life.      But now I'm driving toward you,   and I can see you in my mind   clear as day. You're waiting for me   as I have waited for you for so long,   waiting for this day,   waiting for this moment.      When all my life   my roots have run deep    in this Georgia red clay.   But right now as I leave this place   and I'm going to you,   it feels like I'm going home.      I never guessed   it could have been this hard   to say goodbye.   It always seemed a lifetime away,   but when that day came   it seemed to last a lifetime,   another lifetime, until I see you again.      But now I'm driving toward you,   and I can see you in my mind   clear as day. You're waiting for me   as I have waited for you for so long,   waiting for this day,   waiting for this moment.      When all my life   my roots have run deep    in this Georgia red clay.   But right now as I leave this place   and I'm going to you,   it feels like I'm going home.
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