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Home too sweet home, it just occurred to me
To be on my own, in search of bitter treats
I get so removed, but you never notice it
Step in my shoes, you’ll see that I don’t fit

I walk home, the wrong way, hoping I’ll go astray
I’d like to be a missing person

Eyes open wide, but all I see is black
You thought I was alright just wait ‘till you get back
There’ll be no-one home
And they’ll stay up all night
Everyone I know, I’m wishing you goodnight

I walk home, the wrong way, hoping I’ll go astray
I’d like to be a missing person
I wonder the highways, asleep in your doorways
I’m wanted but I’m a missing person

Missing Person
Missing Person

And I fly by night, fighting to get away
Under neon lights I slip down alley ways
Only safe and sound, when silence brings a chill
Now my back is turned, I know I can’t stand still

I walk home, the wrong way, this time I’ll go astray
I’d like to be a missing person
I wonder the highways, asleep in your doorways
I’m wanted but I’m a missing person

Missing person, missing person, missing person…
Home too sweet home, it just occurred to me   To be on my own, in search of bitter treats   I get so removed, but you never notice it   Step in my shoes, you’ll see that I don’t fit      I walk home, the wrong way, hoping I’ll go astray   I’d like to be a missing person      Eyes open wide, but all I see is black   You thought I was alright just wait ‘till you get back   There’ll be no-one home   And they’ll stay up all night   Everyone I know, I’m wishing you goodnight       I walk home, the wrong way, hoping I’ll go astray   I’d like to be a missing person   I wonder the highways, asleep in your doorways   I’m wanted but I’m a missing person      Missing Person   Missing Person      And I fly by night, fighting to get away   Under neon lights I slip down alley ways   Only safe and sound, when silence brings a chill   Now my back is turned, I know I can’t stand still      I walk home, the wrong way, this time I’ll go astray   I’d like to be a missing person   I wonder the highways, asleep in your doorways   I’m wanted but I’m a missing person      Missing person, missing person, missing person…
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