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Somewhere, Somewhere, Somewhere, There needs to be a home, that will take me, That will sound familiar, that will have the faces from whom I learnt to grow up with... They will know what I want to say, They will always ask me to stay, And will stare at my steps as I keep walking through the door.. But, Somehow, Somehow, Somehow, I have lost my way, I can't find the house, There are blinds on windows, There are whispers like a mouse chasing me away.. Who are you? Where are you coming from? What do you want? They keep asking.. And I say nothing, While they shut the door, as I still keep standing next to no more... *pic courtesy - pinterest- redbubble.com
