Categories: E-H

by GFLee

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Categories: E-H

by GFLee

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I've been looking for a free telephone 
Thought I'd ring to say I was catching the 12.20 home 
Out here (yeah yeah, shut the door) 
I get so lonely 
Out here I get so bored 

This is my America this is the place I'm meant to be 
With the many tiers of the building smiling down on me 
That was my brother you know 
Now leave him alone 
Out here daddy sas summer's almost gone 

Dream let me dream 
I'm on that golden train 
Rushing past porch lights 
Under sheets of rain 
Cos in my mind's eye 
i can see my dreaming rise 

From my window seat my home-coming looks so sweet 
You say: "Now just mind the step at the doorway 
While I reach the light" 
Out here I call myself
Good Fortune Rose 
Out here Good Fortune Rose 

Out here I call myself 
Good Fortune Rose 
Out here Good Fortune Rose

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