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When I'm away I think of you |
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And how you were an ought to be |
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And there's one thing I got to do |
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Get back to you to be free, to be me |
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'Cause any time I don't like it |
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I keep a doorway in my mind |
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When I want to be with you |
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I just walk through gate 49 |
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It gets me down, it makes me sick |
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To be somewhere I hate to be |
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So I'll escape, I'll take a trip |
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I'll fly so high to be free, to be me |
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'Cause any time I don't like it |
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I keep a doorway in my mind |
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When I want to be with you |
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I just walk through gate 49 |
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Just for a time no miles away |
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I can't put up with what must be |
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And pretty soon I'll have to take my walk way |
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Out to be free, to be me |
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I may be tired of life itself |
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But here comes me I like it somewhere else |
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When I'm away I think of you |
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And how you were an ought to be |
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And there's one thing I got to do |
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Get back to you to be free, to be me |
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Where I'm mine just behind gate 49 |
