Hmmmmmmmmmmm Oh, how I love bein alone Walking down an untraveled road The air here is easier to breathe And time passes by like the breeze Hmmmmmmmmmmm I come to the old Gala home The front yard is all over grown The porch where we sat is caved in The rope swing, it plays with the wind So, why do I go Down All these old roads Only to find the one Im on Takes me Home But I cant go Home Hmmmmmmmmmmm With everything here all said and done The life that we had there is gone I sit here while night shadows fall Im hiding in the memory of it all So, why do I go Down All these old roads Only to find the one Im on Takes me Home But I cant go Home Home I wanna go home
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