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Lost somewhere and trying to find a place to belong
to the empty alleys and parking lots is where I'll
be when everyone goes home I like what I see it's
nothing special to me and nothing's coming down on
me I think of a place a time or a face staring out
at the stars in the sky there's so many of them
and we're drivin' by
to the empty alleys and parking lots is where I'll
be when everyone goes home I like what I see it's
nothing special to me and nothing's coming down on
me I think of a place a time or a face staring out
at the stars in the sky there's so many of them
and we're drivin' by
