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I'm standing all alone out in the pouring rain
And though it really isn't like me to complain
I think i'm getting used to it. i feel happy, and i also feel bad
I've never been here, but somehow i think i have
But i'm getting used to it.
(chorus)
I've never been lost like this
I've never been lost like this
But i wouldn't be happy anywhere else
Nobody to tell us what to do - all by ourselves.
Don't know how i got here and i don't know why i stay
The poets all around are laughing in their graves
Must be something that i said.
This place is not like anything i've seen before
The spirits move around, the houses have no doors
But i'm getting used to it
(chorus)
Isn't this a fine hello i wish i hadn't seen you go
It's always a bitter pill the broken mirror's broken still
The letters never made the post, a thousand more i never wrote
And here on dark unfriendly streets, i find the comfort that i seek
And i'm happy, and i've been happy...
(chorus out...)
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