Oh small and sweet crane, I face the horizon, the horizon is our home | 2

Man, oh, man, you're my best friend
I scream it to the nothingness
There ain't nothing that I need

Laugh until we think we'll die,
Barefoot on a summer night
 Never could be sweeter than with you

And in the streets you run afree,
Like it's only you and me,
Geez, you're something to see.

Home, let me come home
Home is wherever I'm with you

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