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In the shelter |
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In the mornin' as the sun was brightly gleaming |
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I heard her crying out, "What is it all about? |
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I just don't know, but I can't go back home." |
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Lonely princess |
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All the days out on your own are growing empty |
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Nothing is going well |
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If you could only tell them how you feel |
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They're too real to understand |
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Too many trite expressions |
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Ending in forced rejections long ago |
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Too many innocent faces |
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Too many far out places something's wrong |
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Let me tell you that something's wrong |
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It's been that way so long, and it's a shame |
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On the street car |
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To the city where she knows that she might lose it all |
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Riding for just a dime, takin' her own sweet time |
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And knowing well this could be her final fall |
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Past the boutique |
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Down the alley to the river, people pass her by |
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Sits on the big gray rocks, takes off her boots and socks |
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And knowing what she will do next just starts to cry |
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Too many small suggestions |
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Endin' in angry questions from her dad |
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Too many T.V. dinners |
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And everyone loves a winner, but she was lost |
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No one knows the trials she had |
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In the shelter |
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In the mornin' as the sun was brightly gleaming |
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| [03:19.10] |
I heard her crying out, "What is it all about? |
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I just don't know, but I can't go back home." |
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Lord, I just don't know, but I can't go back home. |
