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Mark Owen |
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Miscellaneous |
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Home |
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Is it true, what they say |
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did you really lose your way |
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Up and down i see you stroll |
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never looking out, to see which way to go |
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Should i stop to ask you why |
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Should i stop and take a wander round |
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with me |
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[CHORUS] |
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To where you always wanted to go |
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Where you've never been before |
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a place where you can take off, |
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your hat, and your coat |
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I'll make a cup of tea |
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You can talk, to me |
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When you wanna leave i'll take you |
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When you wanna leave i'll take you |
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When you wanna leave i'll take you home. |
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Where do you go inside your head |
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space and emptyness, becomes your flower bed |
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In your veins a knowledged man |
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kids are looking up, to find his master plan |
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When i see your eyes i'll ask you why |
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Would you like to rest your legs and fly |
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with me |
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[REPEAT CHORUS] |
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silver hair, tired feet, walking the world every day |
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short of words, full of love, could you help me, i'm on my way |
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[REPEAT CHORUS] |