It's been so many days that I don't wake up in the morning
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When I come back from school they come to me
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does not suffer
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I believe the returns of lost dogs
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Wake up nights
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And after the wandering days…
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It was like this: we went like
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Every other day
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Someone scared you that you didn't hear me
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"Come here!"
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And so I was hoping for more
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You know the way home,
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That when I return, that me
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You will welcome there
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Where I have you, who will tell me
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Where are you going?
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And where you sleep, where you hide from the winter
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Why do you have a different home now than I do?
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When I leave in the morning and our house
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I'm locking up
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I'm still looking around to see if I'm waiting for me
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And I'll fill the bowl, what if
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If he returned, he would be hungry
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Why no one believes you can
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Come back alone
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Find a way back to us, I do
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I know the story from the book
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Find the right house with a garden
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Where the paths of dogs lead
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What the lost are
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Where I have you, a ball of lucky fragrant
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What has ears beautifully flamboyant
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And what he knows, what I'm telling him out of love
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Where I have you, a ball of lucky fragrant |