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I used to dream of leaving Georgia
Of skipping town for the West Coast
For the Hollywood scene
For the palm tree-lined streets
Were what I wanted most

And I guess I'm not quite sure where I want to be
Maybe the mountains or the beach would do me just fine

I spent my time in California
Dreaming of life in NYC
I knew the city lights
The hustle and the bustle
And the grind
Would alas fulfil my empty mind

I guess I'm not quite sure where I want to be
Maybe the mountains or the beach would do me just fine
But I realise
Home isn't a place
It's when I'm with the ones I love



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Writer(s): Esther Monique Smalley
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