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Paradise Lost - Small Town Boy

You leave in the morning

With everything you own

In a little black case

Alone on a platform

The wind and the rain

On a sad and lonely face



Mother will never understand

Why you had to leave

But the answers you seek

Will never be found at home

The love that you need

Will never be found at home



Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.

Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.



Pushed around and kicked around

Always a lonely boy

You were the one

That they'd talk about around town

As they put you down



And as hard as they would try

They'd hurt to make you cry

But you never cried to them

Just to your soul

No you never cried to them

Just to your soul



Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.

Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.



Cry , boy, cry...



You leave in the morning

With everything you own

In a little black case

Alone on a platform

The wind and the rain

On a sad and lonely face



Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.

Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
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