The Distant Call

Poverty's No Crime

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    I have seen a thousand dreams
    believe me they were real
    I have touched the skys in foreign lands
    It seemed as if they were friends of mine
    Do they belong to me ?

    I made my days with hands embraced
    While shadows cover the way I go
    To get the choice to choose my place
    Reminds me of what my father said :
    "You don`t belong to me"
    Do I belong somewhere at all ?

    How many roads how many dreams
    Led into the night ?
    It`s getting so hard to find!
    End of a mile - the start of a new
    No one is immune
    To the longing for other lands
    It`s an odyssey it`s my own desire
    Do I have roots to return to ?

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    Certain skys and secret ways
    All the things we don`t understand
    We waste our lives and sell our dreams
    but were we do belong I don`t know
    Do they belong to me ?

    How many roads how many dreams
    Led into the night ?
    It`s getting so hard to find!
    End of a mile - the start of a new
    No one is immune
    To the longing for other lands
    It`s an odyssey it`s my own desire
    Tell me where I do belong ...

    How many roads how many dreams
    Discover the truth and bury the lies
    It`s not the same to be where your roots are
    Or just anywhere

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