A Place For Me, by itty bitty
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At the bottom of a well
Or the top of a tree
Anywhere quiet
Is a place for me
Away from the noise
And the drone of the city
Away from the crime
And the moans of pity
At the bottom of a well
Or the top of a tree
Anywhere quiet
Is a place for me
"It is better to work together"
Is what everyone says
But is it really what they mean
What's going through their heads?
At the bottom of a well
Or the top of a tree
Anywhere quiet
Is and place for me
All around I see everyone smiling
Playing with friends, laughing
Why can't I be like them
Happy and free to be...
Me
At the bottom of a well
Or the top of a tree
Anywhere quiet
Is a place for me
So, where is that place for me
Where I can be myself, you'll see
When I find it, you'll see
I'll find some place...
Just for me
At the bottom of a well
Or the top of a tree
Anywhere quiet
Is a place for me
Without the noise of the city
Or the laughter of those who don't know I exist
Only those few who understand me
Will know where to find me
At the botoom of a well
Or the top of a tree
Anywhere quiet
Is a place for me
What I'm about to say
Can be told another way
But I'm about to tell you straight:
Life isn't always fair
One rotten event after another
Si I'll wait
In my place just for me
I'll wait...
And start again
At the bottom of a well
Or the top of a tree
Anywhere quiet
Is a place for me
(My last transferral... I think) |
Posted: 2006-06-03 23:53:44 UTC |
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