Recently, I found out
I've got nothing on my own
(And) at times I dream about
All the days of old
Of old, of old, of old
Recently, you found out
The reason why you frown
There's nothing in this city
Though you search round
And round and round
Circling each home
You're incredible
To canvas a hum drum town
They hide behind bolted doors
And they ask
They ask, they ask
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
Recently, we found out - though our dreams seem bleak
If we gaze upward toward the zenith - we can do anything
Circling each home
You're incredible
To canvas a hum drum town
They hide behind bolted doors
And they ask
They ask, they ask
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
Recently, we found out
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Recently, I found out
I've got nothing on my own
(And) at times I dream about
All the days of old
Of old, of old, of old
Recently, you found out
The reason why you frown
There's nothing in this city
Though you search round
And round and round
Circling each home
You're incredible
To canvas a hum drum town
They hide behind bolted doors
And they ask
They ask, they ask
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
Recently, we found out - though our dreams seem bleak
If we gaze upward toward the zenith - we can do anything
Circling each home
You're incredible
To canvas a hum drum town
They hide behind bolted doors
And they ask
They ask, they ask
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
Recently, we found out
I've got nothing on my own
(And) at times I dream about
All the days of old
Of old, of old, of old
Recently, you found out
The reason why you frown
There's nothing in this city
Though you search round
And round and round
Circling each home
You're incredible
To canvas a hum drum town
They hide behind bolted doors
And they ask
They ask, they ask
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
Recently, we found out - though our dreams seem bleak
If we gaze upward toward the zenith - we can do anything
Circling each home
You're incredible
To canvas a hum drum town
They hide behind bolted doors
And they ask
They ask, they ask
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
Recently, we found out
Writer: Chris Price
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