| One… two…one two three four
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| You feel as though as everything wanders around
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| Someone will tell you everything is brown
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| But you can’t believe in everything you hear… not now
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| You don’t know where you’re going
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| You don’t know what you’re doing
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| You’ve got to find a place that you can go, that you call home
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| Its funny how you fake it
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| I always knew you made it up
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| And this is the place that you can go, that you belong
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| Yes you belong
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| I love you more than you love a blue sky
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| More than the moonlight on a silent winter night
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| More than all my flowers that bloom for you my life
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| You don’t know where you’re going
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| You don’t know what you’re doing
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| You’ve got to find a place that you can go, that you call home
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| Its funny how you fake it
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| I always knew you made it up
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| And this is the Place that you can go, that you belong
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| Yes you belong
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| You belong
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| You belong
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| You don’t know where you’re going
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| You don’t know what you’re doing
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| No matter how far
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| No matter how long
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| This is the place that you belong |