| Alone as I sit and watch the trees
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| Won’t you tell me if I scream, will they bend down and listen to me?
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| And it makes me wonder… if I know the words, will you come?
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| Or will you laugh at me?
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| Or will I run?
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| Little boy says to me, «Where you goin' now son?»
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| I said, «I don’t know where I’m goin', boy, I only know where I’m from»
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| And it makes me wonder… if the stars shine when my eyes close
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| Or does my brother’s heart cry?
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| I don’t know
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| I’m a stranger in my home
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| Now that everybody’s gone
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| Someone please talk to me 'cause I feel you cry
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| And you’re sitting with him
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| And I know I’ll never see you again
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| Lying down in Charleston under the Carolina sky
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| You see I’m tired of feeling this pain; |
| I’m tired of living my own little lie
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| And it makes me wonder… when I see you in my dreams
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| Does it mean anything?
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| Are you trying to talk to me?
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| I’m a stranger in my home
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| Tell me, are you feeling alone?
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| Someone tell me what to do 'cause I’m feeling strong
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| And I wonder how you feel
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| Do you realize my pain is for real?
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| I see you in my dreams
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| And I wonder if you’re looking down at me and smiling right now
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| I wanna know if it’s true
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| When he looks at me, won’t you tell me
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| Does he realize he came down here and he took you too soon?
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| And now my days are short and my nights are long
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| I lay down with memories of you that keep me going on, going on
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| And it makes me wonder… as I sit and stare
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| Will I see your face again?
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| Tell me, do you care?
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| I’m a stranger in my home
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| Living life on my own
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| Right now I just can’t see 'cause I’m feeling weak
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| And my soul begins to bleed
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| And no one’s listening to me, not even the trees |