In a mirror stop and stare
but it's a stranger's face in there
Rake my hair back with a plastic comb
Where'd I go?
I'm feeling like a long way from home
You were sweet to care for me
And gently stroke my hair for me
Put me on a mattress made of foam
And whisper low
but I'm feeling like I'm a long way from home
I don't know where I'm going
I don't know what I'm doing
Sleep again won't come to me
I walk outside
The galaxies and stars surround the whole world like a
dome
I'm still alone
And I'm feeling like I'm a long, long way from home
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