If i have my way
I'm never gonna leave lemon grove avenue
Where the summer breeze
Blows through the windows in the afternoon
And all the stars come out at night
And there's a boat out on the sea
And there's a bird up in my tree
And there's a feeling in my heart
I can't explain, i'm coming home, i'm coming home, yeah
Yeah, i'm on my way, i'm on my way
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