| Where do you go buttoned in your favourite coat
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| Stepping out to a different world
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| And you might be home late
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| And where are you now
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| Staring at your favourite box
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| The one with the traveller’s cross
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| On the road past the gate
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| But if you find yourself standing on the corner
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| While you’re thinking of a different world
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| Then you might see me waiting on the corner
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| Staring through you in your different world
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| And if I could swim
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| Then I’d get out and find my boat
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| Sail away to my favourite coast
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| And let you all in
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| And if I could do all the things you’re asking for
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| Then maybe I’d find your door
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| And bring it home to you
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| But if you find yourself standing on the corner
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| While you’re thinking of a different world
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| Then you might see me waiting on the corner
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| Staring through you in your different world
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| So where do we go
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| Like two Christophers in the snow
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| Yeah we’re blind but we want to know
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| Just to say I love you
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| And all of our lives
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| We’ll sail through the suns and moons
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| To sing our travellers tune
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| Just to say I love you
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| But if you find yourself standing on the corner
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| While you’re thinking of a different world
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| Then you might see me waiting on the corner
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| Staring through you in your different world |