Where I Belong
Nothing more, nothing less Know my odds ain’t the best Something old, something new Take my sorrow, you can borrow something blue The clock is ticking, I got no time to waste I’ll end up missing a hunnid miles away How could I listen to what my momma say I don’t know how to pray I don’t know how to stay Yes I know that I left, please don’t ask where I’ve gone And I know that it’s odd I won’t be…
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