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Walking on my own,
Moss and cobblestone:
Such a pretty place to be.
How can I complain?
So, thereís a little rain;
That will never bother me.
All Iím missing in these hallways
Is the one thing you canít give:
I need you with me always,
But thatís not how you live.

Leave me with a smile,
Miss me for a while,
Tell me Iím the only one.
On the road again,
You call me up and then
You say you must be on the run.
Drive another mile,
Miss me for a while,
Spend a weekend when youíre free.
All the days alone,
Thereís just the telephone
And wondíring if you think of me.

Iím learning how to paint:
A schoolboy, and a saint.
Bennie says I have an eye.
My cookingís getting wild.
Iím just like Julia Child.
Remember when I couldnít bake a pie?
Itís midway through November.
Pretty soon the pond will freeze.
Can you still remember
Hours beneath the old oak trees?

Leave me with a smile,
Miss me for a while,
Tell me Iím the only one.
On the road again,
You call me up and then
You say you must be on the run.
Drive another mile,
Miss me for a while,
Spend a weekend when youíre free.
All the days alone,
Thereís just the telephone
And wondíring if you think of me.

I see youíre doing well.
I hear you gave íem hell,
And came out smelling like a rose.
You always were the champ:
Aladdin with a lamp.
You conquered every realm you chose.
Iím moving in with James and Jennie.
Theyíre getting on, they need some care.
Iíll take a few things, not many.
I donít think you should stop by there.

Leave me with a smile,
Miss me for a while,
Tell me Iím the only one.
On the road again,
You call me up and then
You say you must be on the run.
Drive another mile,
Miss me for a while,
Spend a weekend when youíre free.
All the days alone,
Thereís just the telephone
And wondíring if you think of me.