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raindrops falling down

puddles at my feet

tears in my eyes

all my lost goodbyes

I hang my head in shame

dreaming of a new name

a new place

new home

new face

somewhere love is enough

where butterflies roam

and clouds barely cover the sun

birds always sing

I always listen

the wind tells a tale

in which in I'm familiar

and the water still streams

thru the rivers

this place with no name

is near

I know

can you map the roads?

I cant seem to find my way home

I've got dreams in my pockets

houses built out of sand

fake smiles

only one can understand

and just one true friend that holds my hand