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It seems my secrets have secrets too, |
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And lately I've been running out of glue- |
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To keep them from falling apart- |
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Take this to heart. |
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No matter how cold your winters get, |
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Or how tired you grow of this movie set, |
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You have a place to call your own- |
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That no one can ever take from you. |
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(No one can ever take from you.) |
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All my buttons grow- |
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(All my buttons grow-) |
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And my weakness shows- |
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(And my weakness shows-) |
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That I don't quite know- |
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(That I don't quite know-) |
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Which road to follow. |
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If I make it through, |
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And come back to you, |
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Then I'll surely know- |
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This place is now my home. |
