| Standing in this place I used to know so well
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| I came here looking for my past
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| Doesn’t seem like long ago since I was here
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| Looking for my future in a glass
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| The water must have flowed so fast under the bridge
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| I never thought I’d ever change
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| But I don’t feel like I belong here anymore
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| Like coming back to read a book when someone’s turned the page
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| I guess I was wrong when I thought that everything would be the same
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| And I wonder who’s to blame?
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| Oh it’s like someone changed the lock upon my door
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| And I don’t think that I’ll be back no more
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| From the moment I stepped out alone
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| On the street I was born in, I’m a long way from home
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| I guess I’m a long way from home
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| And as the days grow by I feel the distance grow
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| I know it’s no good looking back
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| But this isolation’s like the cold wind in my face
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| I’m not complaining but I know that it’s a fact
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| I’ve done a lot of things in my life that people never get to do
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| But I’m feeling so removed
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| Oh it’s like someone changed the lock upon my door
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| And I don’t think I’m welcome here no more
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| From the moment I stepped out alone
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| On the street I was born in, I’m a long way from home
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| I guess I’m a long way from home
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| I guess I was wrong when I thought that everything would be the same
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| So can you tell me who’s to blame?
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| Oh it’s like someone changed the lock upon my door
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| And I don’t think that I’ll be back no more
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| From the moment I stepped out alone
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| On the street I was born in, I’m a long way from home
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| I guess I’m a long way from home
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| I’m a long way from home, I guess I’m a long way from home |