| A million pairs of feet getting weak
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| We are all so tired of walking
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| But we can’t find the way back home
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| Like fruitflies in the breeze, ill at ease
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| We try so hard to fight it
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| But we can’t change the way the wind blows
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| Can’t find a way back home
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| We can’t change the way the wind blows
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| No, we can’t find the way back home
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| And while we try to sleep forgotten dreams
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| They beg of us to count them
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| So we back and forth with the sheep
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| Our cloudy coats, they gleam
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| How we bleat
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| Afraid to up and wander
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| Let the wolf get you while you’re alone
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| Can’t find a way back home
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| Can’t find a way back home
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| No, we can’t find a way back home
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| A million pairs of feet getting weak
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| We are oh so tired of walking
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| But we can’t find the way back home
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| Can’t find a way back home
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| Can’t find a way back home
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| No, we can’t find the way back home |