And if the morning comes too soon
Draw the curtains in your room
Lock the windows, bolt the doors
To your abode
My life started in a jumble sale box
Down behind the office blocks
I know
I know
If you see me walking down the street
With nothing on my feet
Would you stumble on my toes
Or help me through?
Everybody's somebody in someone's eyes
To my surprise I'm yours
I'm yours
Well I chopped the name so she chopped the tree
This world ain't got a place for me
But I'm somebody's darling anyway
Yes I am

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