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Living out of my round, round suitcase I never know which place to call my home I don't think it's strange in my case I close my eyes, to forget where I am In every house that I go I'm a different man Sick of the question, so what's the plan? Here I am, happy as I am Happy as I am You don't know the dreams that I changed It's hard when it's not set in stone Struggling to live at your pace I've watched you change, you're never the same I pray there's hope past the trees, through the same old frame I will grow old and in with the new 'Cos it's so true, I'm over you Mr View So over you, so over you My group of three You know me so well Am I bored? I think you can tell |