I used to live there every day,
Now I dream of it every night.
It's not that I don't like it here,
I just want to go back home.
I used to play with freinds all the time,
Now I cry every night because they are not there.
It's not that I don't like myy new freinds,
I just want to go home.
I used to hate the coldness of the north,
Now I can't wait 'til the snow falls.
It's not that I don't like the warmth,
I just want to go back home.
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