| People used to ask me where I am from
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| Well It’s hard to respond
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| Guess I find my roots in the south
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| But my branches, almost reach the north
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| I think It’s hard to understand
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| That I feel from no place
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| I belong to where mermaids sing loud and maybe
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| Where my sons grow
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| The wind that blows the sails
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| Sorry If I Ever hurt you
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| And sorry if I ever left you alone
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| I know it’s not much
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| But everyday I try to sail through the wind in this sea
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| Where you are not
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| And all I want is…
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| I have stroked the white sharks
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| I have played with whales
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| I’ve been taking gold from the west to the east but
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| There’s nothing like you
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| The wind that blows the sails
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| Sorry If I Ever hurt you
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| And sorry if I ever left you alone
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| I know It’s not much
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| But everyday I try to sail through the wind in this sea
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| Where you are not
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| And all I want is…
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| Sorry If I Ever hurt you
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| And sorry if I ever left you alone
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| I know it’s not much
|
| But everyday I try to sail through the wind in this sea
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| Where you are not
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| And all I want is…
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| Sorry If I Ever hurt you
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| And sorry if I ever left you alone
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| I know it’s not much
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| But everyday I try to sail through the wind in this sea
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| Where you are not
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| And all I want is you, you, you
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| People used to ask me where I am from
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| Well It’s hard to respond
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| Guess I find my roots in the south
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| But my branches, almost reach the north |