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I lose some sales and my boss won't be happy
But I can't stop listening to the sound
Of two soft voices blended in perfection
From the reels of this record that I found

Every day there's a boy in the mirror
Asking me, "What are you doing here?"
Finding more that previous motifs
Growing increasingly unclear

I've traveled far and I burned all the bridges
I believed as soon as I hit land
All the other options held before me
Wither in the light of my plan

So I lose some sales and my boss won't be happy
But there's only one thing on my mind
Searching boxes underneath the counter
On a chance that on a tape I'd find

A song for
Someone who needs somewhere
To long for

Homesick
'Cause I no longer know
Where home is
I lose some sales and my boss won't be happy   But I can't stop listening to the sound   Of two soft voices blended in perfection   From the reels of this record that I found      Every day there's a boy in the mirror   Asking me, "What are you doing here?"   Finding more that previous motifs   Growing increasingly unclear      I've traveled far and I burned all the bridges   I believed as soon as I hit land   All the other options held before me   Wither in the light of my plan      So I lose some sales and my boss won't be happy   But there's only one thing on my mind   Searching boxes underneath the counter   On a chance that on a tape I'd find      A song for   Someone who needs somewhere   To long for      Homesick   'Cause I no longer know   Where home is
 
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