A chilling wind blows through the town
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Autumn leaves seem gladly falling down
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And I believe you'll be glad to see me go
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Just when it was beginning to feel like home
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Baby I'm so alone for another
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What's the matter with me? Or should I ask
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You're changing your mind, like the weather you've grown cold
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Just when it was beginning to feel like home.
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Beginning To Feel Like Home
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| Anne Murray |
