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Two sisters
Two women
When New York
became too small
Wild goose
Wilderness of
streets
You're not alone
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Two sisters
Two women
When New York
became too small
Wild goose
Wilderness of
streets
You're not alone
1 | 2
Wild goose
You say
Something's in our way
Believe me I can run
You breathe
My melted heart cherise
That's were I am wrong
You feel that it's better
You stay were I belong
You hand me another suitcase
I don't wear it out no more
I breathe
nervous on my heals
You know when we come home
I'll stay
Always in your way
That's were I belong
You still say that it's better
You stay were I belong
You hand me another suitcase
I don't wear it out no more
And it feels
I am owned, it's not that I don't get out of my needs
And it's here where I belong
But my memories are fading out of here
You say
Something's in our way
Believe me I can run
You breathe
My melted heart cherise
That's were I am wrong
You feel that it's better
You stay were I belong
You hand me another suitcase
I don't wear it out no more
I breathe
nervous on my heals
You know when we come home
I'll stay
Always in your way
That's were I belong
You still say that it's better
You stay were I belong
You hand me another suitcase
I don't wear it out no more
And it feels
I am owned, it's not that I don't get out of my needs
And it's here where I belong
But my memories are fading out of here
