| All the leaves on these Autumn trees
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| They set the grey sky on fire
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| Naked branches are left behind
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| And the whispering winds leave me tired
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| They blow colder than bones upon my feet
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| As I slowly shuffle home
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| I shuffle on
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| This path is so narrow
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| Shadows on every side
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| Feels like loneliness roams
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| With me down the road
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| He’s become a friend of mine
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| I’m a homeless heart
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| Trying to find a way back to you
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| I’m a homeless heart
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| Trying to find a way
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| A way back
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| This window wasn’t made quite right
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| The light has to fight to come through
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| When it does, it’s all faded and worn
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| But it carries me closer to you
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| I’m broken again, brought down to my knees
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| By a grace that covers me
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| I’m a homeless heart
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| Trying to find a way back to you
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| I’m a homeless heart
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| Trying to find a way
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| A way back
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| And I’m deeply aware that I’m deeply loved
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| By a love I could never deserve
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| And until the day comes when I’m finally home
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| I will ramble and wonder and search
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| I’m a homeless heart
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| Trying to find my way back to you
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| I’m a homeless heart
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| Trying to find a way
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| Trying to find a way
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| Way, way, way back
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| Trying to find a way back
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| I’m a homeless heart
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| Trying to find a way back to you
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| I’m a homeless heart
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| Trying to find a way
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| A way back to you |