Vagabond

Vagabond
Mammoth buses bustle about the streets of this town On my bench, in this park I am struck as I'm gazing around At the beauty of this place All that's missing is your face I may be melancholy but I'm not too sad Relieved in that my madness has left me now Where to walk to where I might find me now? Still sad that that old magic has left me now Where to walk to where I might find me now? I'm just a vagabond So nature.. Oh ye Gods of love and war Show me something fresh and new Open me up, so I can feel her through and through I'm just a vagabond And she's left me now, left me now.. Where to walk to where I might find me now? Pray, a place of greater comfort...
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