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Testo: Blue Merle. Burning in the Sun. Places.

Well, it looks like they're running on time
And you can taste in my tears that I love you
So kiss me again and then tell me goodbye
'Cause airports ain't nothing but places you cry
They ain't nothing but places to cry

And this bartender is selling a lie
That all of these travelers are buying
'Cause everyone's looking for something to find
But bars ain't nothing but places you hide
They ain't nothing but places to hide

Places do nothing but take me away from your side
Now I'm stuck in this airport and trying to get back
To the place that you helped me to find
'Cause airports are places I am
When I am not by your side

This city is covered in lights
Everyone's out for the evening
But no one here cares if you're dead or alive
I guess cities ain't nothing but places to fly
They ain't nothing but places to fly

Oh, places do nothing but take me away from your side
And now I am stuck in this city and trying to get back
To the place that you helped me to find
'Cause cities are places I am when I am not by your side
Yeah, places are places I am when I am not where you are

Well, I dreamt that I held you tonight
We made love in an ocean of color
But when I awoke, you were no where in sight
I guess dreams they ain't nothing but places inside
They ain't nothing but places inside

Oh, and places do nothing but take me from your side
And all that I want is to try and get back
To the place that you helped me to find
And back to the place that I belong
Which is right by your side