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Lyrics:
Hold the lamplight to the night See the empty streets Rolling out of sight
Turn a deaf ear to the din Ignore the hunger pangs Bundle up against the wind
Still I believe Someone waits for me
A place to call my own Somewhere to be from A shelter from the storm Where I'll be safe and warm A future built on stone A place to call my own
And once there was a time I had no fear at all None that I recall
No future there to taunt No history to haunt me No monsters in the wall
Still I believe Someone waits for me
Oh, a place to call my own Somewhere to be from A shelter from the storm Where I'll be safe and warm Of wood and bricks and stone
Oh, a place to call my own Somewhere to be from A shelter from the storm Where I'll be safe and warm A future built on stone A place to call my own
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