| I packed a few of my belongings
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| Left the life that I was living
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| Just some memories of it Mostly the ones I can’t forget
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| Whenever you need me I’ll be here
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| Until then my dear
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| I’m going, I’m going, I’m going there
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| Don’t ask me to make time
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| To travel back and forth
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| Let nature take it’s course
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| Maybe I’m open from all this ocean air
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| And if it weren’t for you I’d be without a care
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| Setting sail to St. Elsewhere
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| Anywhere you sit you can see the sun
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| Unfortunately on this island I’m the only one
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| Same rules apply on a rainy day
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| And it’s not such a pretty place to be It just rains, and rains, and rains on me Send a simple side, I can understand
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| Then a flower grew out that sand
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| Before you knew it, I was back out on that sea
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| Now I don’t mind it so much
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| Because as long as I’m not there
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| Anywhere is St. Elsewhere
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| Way over yonder there is new frontier
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| Would it be so hard for you to come and visit me here?
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| I understand
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| Would you just send me a message in a bottle then baby?
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| St. Elsewhere |