WANDERINGS
A million miles
I've walked alone
Searching for a place called home
Like so much seed that's cast then sown
Strangely, how my life has grown
A howling wind, I've hissed and moaned
With shaking hands and rattled bones
Dancing round and dodging stones
The life I lead is not my own
Deceptively the days have flown
Set waiting by the telephone
Twisting in the wind that's blown
Strangely, how my life has grown
No one knows how far I'll roam
Walking on through streets unknown
Playing parts
I'm tossed and thrown
The life I lead is not my own
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