| Makin' my way back home
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| It’s been the longest time
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| Not since I was a little child
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| Have I felt so good and fine
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| The easiest thing I’ve ever done
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| Like walking through an open door
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| All those things that held me down
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| Well they just don’t matter anymore
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| I wore pretty dresses and teased my hair
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| Sang my heart out in those songs
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| Good or bad, I done my best
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| You can’t tell me I was wrong
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| Makin' my way back home
|
| It’s been the longest time
|
| Not since I was a little child
|
| Have I felt so good and fine
|
| The easiest thing I’ve ever done
|
| Like walking through an open door
|
| All those things that held me down
|
| Well they just don’t matter anymore
|
| I see the shadows of my life
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| Cast upon the level land
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| Rosy lengthening of day
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| Finds my feet in native sand
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| Makin' my way back home
|
| It’s been the longest time
|
| Not since I was a little child
|
| Have I felt so good and fine
|
| The easiest thing I’ve ever done
|
| Like walking through an open door
|
| All those things that held me down
|
| Well they just don’t matter anymore
|
| All those things that held me down
|
| Well they just don’t matter anymore |