I see them all walking down the streets
Crossing their fingers to find something new
Maybe we’ll find a reason on why we belong
Find out if this place is even true
They’re searching for homes that don’t exist
There they are and here I am
A concept I will never understand
Cause baby I don’t even know where I am
I’ll walk so far
To find I’m in a place just filled with people
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