Home is where the heart is
Not where one's life is spent
I've got no home I've got no heart
Only package tours and cement
Love is: I know you know :
Its when you care
I loved I lost, it takes two
And I was the only one there
Happiness is all that I want
where shall I seek, and what will I find?
For filth has entered my eyes
And I'm growing quite blind.
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