| When I’m away I think of you
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| And how you where I ought to be
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| And there’s one thing I got to do
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| Get back to you to be free to be me
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| Cause any time I don’t like it
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| I keep a door way in my mind
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| When I want to be with you
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| I just walk through gate 49
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| It gets me down it makes me sick
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| To be somewhere I hate to be
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| So I’ll escape I’ll take a trip
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| I’ll fly so high to be free to be me
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| Cause any time I don’t like it
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| I keep a door way in my mind
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| When I want to be with you
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| I just walk through gate 49
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| Just for a time though miles away
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| I can’t put up with what must be
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| And pretty soon I’ll have to take
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| My walk way out to be free to be me
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| I may be tired of life it self
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| But here bores me I like it somewhere else
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| When I’m away I think of you
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| And how you’re where I ought to be
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| And there’s one thing I got to do
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| Get back to you to be free to be me
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| Where I’m mine all the time
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| Just behind gate 49 |