By Alana Davis
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Like a sparrow with a wounded wing
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Left all alone, to a tree I'll sing
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But it can't respond to my melody
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And it can't lend me harmony
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It's just one my one thin lonely voice
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And it's not my choice to be alone
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But I've come too far now to go back home
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On my own it's no fun to roam
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I've got to find me someone to be around
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When all these blues get me down
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Maybe you've got the time
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Maybe you'll share yourself with me
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I don't need to call you mine
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Just like you, babe I need to be free
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And just like you, babe I need to be me
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Just like you, baby I would be so easy to love
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I don't want someone to watch over me
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I don't care about the holes in your jeans
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You just come and you do what you do
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And could you be there baby when I call for you
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I could use some peace of mind
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It's not my choice to be alone
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But I've come to far now to run back home
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On my own it's no fun to roam
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I've got to find me someone to be around
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When all these blues get me down
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Maybe you've got the time
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Maybe you'll share yourself with me
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I don't need to call you mine
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Just like you baby I need to be free
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Just like you baby I need to be me
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Just like you baby I would be so easy to love
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Easy To Love
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Alana Davis |