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doublehearted
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Kid, where you come from
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the earth and the towns are all made of gold
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Princesses and sultans
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there they rule; sometimes just, sometimes cruel
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Now you¡¯re true
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Now you¡¯re lost
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And you heart ¡®s pounding fast
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Home is where the heart is
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Even when it¡¯s parted
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Home is where the heart is
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and you are doublehearted
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Sounds that hold secrets
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and faces that you don¡¯t know
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Still you do belong here
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and you long for it when you are gone
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Now you¡¯re torn
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and complete
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And you cry to the beat
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Anywhere you go
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you can make a home
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Prosper in the snow
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You¡¯re the seed
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You make it grow
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( You¡¯re the blood in my vains
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You¡¯re my pride and my shame
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You¡¯re my truth, bound to change
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and the sound of my name
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You¡¯re the snow and the rain
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and the sun and the sand
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You¡¯re beat in my heart
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and the stone in my hand )
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Doublehearted
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