My name is Foreigner
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From a far away land
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My feet are covered in earth
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They've been here and back again
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And I have seen
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Great things from a distance
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They beckon me
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I follow them
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And I move forward
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I move forward
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I move forward to home, to home
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My eyes are soft and wise
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They tell a story
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Of things left behind
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Defeat and glory
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And I push every hindrance aside
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Move Forward
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| Bethany Dillon |
