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Ocean of stars, Why've I gone so far? I miss my home. I hear those engines drone. The runway is set. Let's move this f*cking jet; I have to go, Despite all the sleet and snow. Just a late night host leaving Dallas, With a portrait done in velvet Just a three night run at the Palace And I've never in my life felt so alone. I worked for this show, Stars would come and go. I worked the lights, I even swept some nights. But now I'm a host that's worthy of a toast. Don't you agree? My little honeybee Just a late night king leaving Dallas, With a portrait done in velvet Just a three night run at the Palace I'll be at 17th and Broadway by tonight. So far away from all these wonders Even as the roulette's spin I was escorted seventeen miles Came upon all winds bend Even in dreams of light I can still hear her call through the tall grass and weeds And I know I'll never be the same on this road to Calvary Just a late night host leaving Dallas, With a portrait done in velvet Just a three night run at the Palace And I never in my life felt so alone. And I never in my life felt so alone. |