I've been with Kathy these last few days. On Tuesday I am on my way home. Only thing is, when I am with Kathy, then I am truly home.
Home, where my thought's escaping. Home, where my music's playing. Home, where my love lies waiting silently for me.
Home, where my thought's escaping. Home, where my music's playing. Home, where my love lies waiting silently for me.
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