"Highways" genre: AAA/Adult Alternative
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	For those who love someone who's got a bad case of wanderlust: "Highways are much too inviting, they stick to your skin like lingering sins--and she knows you can't wash them off when you try to..."
	CD: Waiting Here Credits: Produced by Jean-Pierre Durand, Liza Carbé, & Maya Marin
	Lyrics You run with no hesitation, no thorns in your way or conscience to pay And she knows just where you're going to You need just too much to move you like trips to the sky, adrenaline highs And she knows there's nothing that she can do Keep raging along till everything's gone Keep singing that song like tomorrow won't come 'Cause you can't fly to the sun With your wings clipped and broken But will she still be home the next time you go for the night And will you run to a world that only disappears by morning Oh will you lose the girl who waits for you tonight? Highways are much too inviting They stick to you skin like lingering sins And she knows you can't wash them off when you try to And highways don't ask for much until you realize how much you've left your life behind but still you... Bridge: We can talk all about it over coffee in a small cafe You can tell me how the cold wind blows right through you on that desert trail You can speak like a poet 'bout the starry nights when coyotes wail But can you tell me, can you talk to me Oh, can you tell me, can you talk to me about home?

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