| My home is a girl with eyes like wishing wells
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| I’m not alone but I’m still lone-lonely
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| When I was young, always gold below the midnight sun
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| Those days are done, but I’m still glowing
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| Ooo, la-la-la-la-la
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| Let’s live in the moment
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| Come back Sunday morning
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| Oh my, oh well
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| When you’re gone
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| Goodbye, so long, farewell
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| Ooo, la-la-la-la-la
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| Let’s live in the moment
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| Come back Sunday morning
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| Got soul to sell
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| When you’re gone
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| Goodbye, so long, farewell
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| My home is a girl who can’t wait for time to tell
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| God only knows we don’t need history
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| Your family swinging from the branches of a tree
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| God only knows, we don’t need ghost stories
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| Ooo, la-la-la-la-la
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| Let’s live in the moment
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| Come back Sunday morning
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| Oh my, oh well
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| When you’re gone
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| Goodbye, so long, farewell
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| Ooo, la-la-la-la-la
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| Let’s live in the moment
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| Come back Sunday morning
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| Got soul to sell
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| When you’re gone
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| Goodbye, so long, farewell
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| If (you) your company don’t
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| Nothing’s gonna comfort me now
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| If (you) your company don’t
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| Nothing’s gonna comfort me
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| Ooo, la-la-la-la-la
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| Let’s live in the moment
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| Come back Sunday morning
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| Oh my, oh well
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| When you’re gone
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| Goodbye, so long, farewell
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| Ooo, la-la-la-la-la
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| Let’s live in the moment
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| Come back Sunday morning
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| With that soul to sell
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| When you’re gone
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| Goodbye, so long, farewell
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| Oh, God, I can’t believe my eyes
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| Wake up everybody you know
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| Come and watch the garden grow
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| I’ll see you when you get there
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| Oh, god, I can’t believe my eyes
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| Wake up everybody you know
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| Come and watch the garden grow
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| I’ll see you when you get there
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| I’ll see you when you get there
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| I’ll see you when you get there |