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I was born in a cradle of love.

I had two brothers who beat me up.

When I was seven years old. I had a friend named Tom,
And when we were together,

I didn't want to go home.

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When I was fifteen. I was very confused.

I made a bad habit out of breaking the rules.

The kitchen window was my door to the night,

And when I got caught,

They made me stay home.
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I was twenty years old when I met you,

And as soon I as saw you, I knew what I had to do.

I still remember the way you looked,

And how I wanted to tell you

I want to take you home.

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I'm twenty-six, and I still love you

But as far as the world goes, I still don't have a clue

What it's ofr or what it's about,

But until I find out,

I'll just call it home.

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