Verse 1: To all the rest who have a mother and father
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Who have given them a home and a name
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Well, check before you walk away like you don’t need them
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Cause some of us would kill just to have them for a day.
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Well, mom and dad I only wish that you could see me
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Following the footsteps of the man who started it all.
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Chorus: Cause I’m fine. Living on no bed sheets. Holding on to all that’s mine.
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Home just hasn’t yet arrived.
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Said, I’m fine. Living in the back streets. Holding on to all that’s mine.
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Home just hasn’t yet arrived. For me.
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Verse 2: See there’s this boy who has all the answers
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But I say that I don’t need them.
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Cause I can find my happiness, close to my heart
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And along the way in a different world, of a different time
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Of a different man, you would come into the better years
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The best years of your life!
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Bridge: Well, we might meet in a different world, of a different time.
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But, all that matters is that I’m alive. Yea, I’m alive.
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Foster
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| April Sixth |
