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It's six o'clock in the morning The sun was ready to rise And as she closes his lunchbox She spies the sun in his eyes She stays at home with the baby She's got a dream in her heart Somewhere her sister is singing A night is ready to start One's choosin', one's cruisin' Down the highway of their dreams While songs are sung her dream's begun And she thinks of what it means To live through her voice, she made a choice But neither one is free Am I a lot like her or is she just a bit like me? It's three o'clock in the morning I got an ache in my head I throw my clothes in the corner Then sleep alone in my bed Tomorrow, we'll go to Texas I hear it's sunny back home There ain't no use in pretending I know that I gotta roam One's choosin', one's cruisin' Down the highway of their dreams While songs are sung her dream's begun And she thinks of what it means To live through her voice, she made a choice But neither one is free Am I a lot like her or is she just a bit like me? She puts her cans in the pantry I read my name in the news She spends her days sewing curtains I feel there's no time to lose Well it's a long way to Nashville But then the garden is dry If we could do it all over Would we still be satisfied? One's choosin', one's cruisin' Down the highway of their dreams While songs are sung her dream's begun And she thinks of what it means To live through her voice, she made a choice But neither one is free Am I a lot like her or is she just a bit like me?
