| I can see the sunshine
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| Coming through my room
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| Breaking down the winter of my discontent
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| Looking out my window
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| At the people passing by
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| I keep wondering where my old companion went
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| On the steps of the museum
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| I wrote a line or two
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| But it took a while to find my way
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| Back to something true like
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| This is where I lay my hat
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| This is where they know my name
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| This is where they show me that
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| A man’s not so alone
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| Maybe I’m already home
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| (Sometimes you’ve got to go back)
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| Maybe I’m already home
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| (Sometimes you don’t know why)
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| Rolling down the window
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| Burning up the daze
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| Cutting through the veil that keeps on blinding me
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| I was only sleeping
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| Waiting here for you
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| Waiting for your touch that keeps reminding me
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| Well I’ve seen the world of wonders
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| Been underneath it too
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| But it took a while just to find my way
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| Back to something true like
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| This is where I lay my hat
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| This is where they know my name
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| This is where they show me that
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| A man’s not so alone
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| Maybe I’m already home
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| (Sometimes you’ve got to go back)
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| Maybe I’m already home
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| (Sometimes you don’t know why)
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| Why it had to take me so long
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| Just to find a place that really feels
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| This must be where I belong
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| Thinking about it
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| All I had to do was click my heels
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| This is where I lay my hat
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| This is where they know my name
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| This is where they show me that
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| A man’s not so alone
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| Maybe I’m already home
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| (Sometimes you’ve got to go back)
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| Maybe I’m already home
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| (Sometimes you don’t know why) |