Песня: Where We Used To Play I might seem a bit peculiar A bit not right for though I try, I remain a stranger - not of this time.
I swear I'm almost there though I've been wandering for days. I may be chasing ghost trains hoping they'll arrive where we used to play. I may be hopping ghost trains for they terminate where we used to play in those days.
I know I'm with strangers I recognize and I realize my own disowned me. Were never mind.
I swear I'm almost there.
This is right where we used to play.
I may be chasing ghost trains hoping they'll arrive where we used to play. I may be hopping ghost trains for they terminate where we used to play in those days.
I never will let it go until I find the place I called mine. I never was truly meant for this time.
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