| What does it mean to be lost?
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| You can’t find your way on a map
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| You took the wrong turn, forgot where you came from
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| And now there ain’t no going back
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| What does it mean to be lonely?
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| You’re sitting alone in a room
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| And all you can hear is the ringin' in your ears
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| There ain’t no one to talk to but you
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| Should you take another turn?
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| Can you find another way?
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| Should you talk to yourself a little more?
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| Push right through that closed door?
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| What does it mean to be sorry
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| For something that can’t be undone?
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| So sorry that you didn’t try and try
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| But sorry just ain’t quite enough
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| Oh, what does it mean to be hungry?
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| Hungry and hunting and wild
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| And only the best will allow you to rest
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| You’ll be hungry again come the mornin' time
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| Should you take another turn?
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| Can you find another way?
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| Should you talk to yourself a little more?
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| Push right through that closed door?
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| Oh, what does it mean to be lost?
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| You can’t find your way on a map
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| You took the wrong turn, forgot where you came from
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| And now there ain’t no going back |