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Max Jury – Great American Novel lyrics
[Verse 1]
There's a story in your voice
And in the way you say goodnight
Leaves me wanting more
Lingers in my mind
Lingers in my mind
[Pre-Chorus]
It was the golden age being lost in love
You wrote the perfect page
Then you ripped it up
You ripped it up
[Chorus]
Now, I'm waiting for a train
New York to Boston
It's not supposed to be this way
It's not supposed to be this way
It's the price I have to pay
Throw roses at the rich girls
I start to feel ok
When I start to feel ok
[Verse 2]
There's a song inside my head
Plays on constantly
Loud enough to wake the dead
It's a song free with me
It's a song free with me
Those were the sweetest nights
Learning to make love
And all your sunken eyes
Being too far gone
Too far gone
[Chorus]
Now, I'm waiting for a train
New York to Boston
It's not supposed to be this way
It's not supposed to be this way
It's the price I have to pay
Throw roses at the rich girls
I start to feel ok
When I start to feel ok
There's a story in your voice
And in the way you say goodnight
Leaves me wanting more
Lingers in my mind
Lingers in my mind
[Pre-Chorus]
It was the golden age being lost in love
You wrote the perfect page
Then you ripped it up
You ripped it up
[Chorus]
Now, I'm waiting for a train
New York to Boston
It's not supposed to be this way
It's not supposed to be this way
It's the price I have to pay
Throw roses at the rich girls
I start to feel ok
When I start to feel ok
[Verse 2]
There's a song inside my head
Plays on constantly
Loud enough to wake the dead
It's a song free with me
It's a song free with me
Those were the sweetest nights
Learning to make love
And all your sunken eyes
Being too far gone
Too far gone
[Chorus]
Now, I'm waiting for a train
New York to Boston
It's not supposed to be this way
It's not supposed to be this way
It's the price I have to pay
Throw roses at the rich girls
I start to feel ok
When I start to feel ok
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