I'm running late again the booth is dim and it is cold and me I'll miss this place
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I'm in a sentimental state while running late trams forget to stop
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And everything's in boxes pact up stamp to go but who knows
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So I'm running away running too late running to stay
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Maybe I'll stumble upon a magic wand a treasure a rocket a place to belong
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A place to belong
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Soon the street lights an orange glow the cab speeding
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As I go so long a quick goodbye before I change my mind
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So long a quick goodbye before I change my mind
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So long goodbye, oh oh
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Place To Belong
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| Little Dragon |
