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Wishful Thinking
I didn't see the stars last night
I only saw the gray
The only time I feel at home
Is at work or when I play
I don't intend to make you feel
Too strange I know it's wrong
But I just have to let it out
I've held it in too long
You're searching for that special guy
And coming up with none
When all the while I've wished for a way
That I could be the one
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