When I was in the darkest of my days
They took my sorrow and took my pain
And washed it away, washed it away
And they were my mom and dad
I wish I could lay down beside you
When the day is done
And wake up to your face against the morning sun
But I know I'm far away from you
There's a place I could wash my pain
Close to neon lights and shine on
I'd rather spend my days hiding there
And you know I call that home.
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