All I can be, I can fell, I will need is just right here...
Always an homeless
Coming close to where it started
Homeless in may home town
Something’s God bring me her
Always everywhere
Driving past your open window
Here on the ground
I thought J seen you in the mirror
Until I found
Soft and worm in every corner
Some piece of mine
Ticking clock goes like a sun
Until I found
Coffee’s ready as you like it
My room without you
Heard some footsteps in the backroom
We travel change places
Soft and worm in every corner
Arrivals and departures
Nothing can be setoff done
We wakeup, wash and dress
Smoking cigarettes
Some coffee and leave
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