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  • They’s two streets run through this town
    Some folks live on Dreams
    Others stay down Wishes way
    Me, I’m standing at the crossroads,
    wondering which way to turn.

    I know I been here before,
    likely be here again.
    there's something about this intersection
    got me feeling cliched and deja viewed.

    I know I seen you here
    waiting, just like me.
    I seen a ride slow down
    seen you step inside,
    and just like that, you’re gone
    but me, I’m still waiting on the corner
    waiting for Hope
    to pass on by

    I know I been here before,
    likely be here again.
    there's something about this intersection
    got me feeling cliched and deja viewed.
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