Looking for a way to hope
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Been looking for everywhere I've gone.
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Been looking for a way back inside
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Can't find the loss when those are too high.
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I'm looking for a new routine
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With early mornings and plenty of scenes.
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I'm looking for my way home,
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I'm looking for your answer soft,
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But I know it can't be anyway you see
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And I know I won't mind any old place tonight.
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Looking for a master plan,
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Something to build with my own hands.
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I'm looking for a place of my own
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I'll sell some seeds but the vines have outgrown.
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You will laugh and you will shake your hand,
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I'll try my best to be a farmland man
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Looking for my sanity,
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Maybe I'll find it in you and me
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But I know it can't be just any old place you see
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And I know if it's right, then I won't fight
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Cause the air and the fog is like picking up stones
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And the cold when it blinks is all the time we'll need.
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I'm looking for my way home,
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Been looking for another thing I've done
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I'm looking for any piece of mind
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Out of the city, away from the lights
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I'm looking for a new routine,
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A way past my vanity.
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I'm looking for a place to be,
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Maybe I'll find it in you and me
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And I know you can't be in the old place, you see
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And I know I won't mind any old place to find!
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Looking For
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The Rosebuds |