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I went from door to door From town to town To find somewhere To lay myself down Somewhere to call my own I am out on the street The lengths I've gone To hear myself Keep on beating on Instead of this dialing tone Because I'm a heart without a home An arrow with no aim A man without a name Identity unknown A heart without a home Everyone stops and stares Because I belong In the lonely chair You drew my picture on So many years ago Now I'm a heart without a home

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