Stalled Cars
Litter that long fixed street
you're lost out there
Searching for somewhere to go
Holding my pitiful effects
Looking on without a hint
Been searching for somebody Someone very much like you
Your heart aches just like your feet
You've strolled such countless miles And my teeth are broken and cracked
From that large number of joyless smiles
However, You don't have to hide anymore,
That search in your eyes
Try not to be shy!
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