Intro:
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Birds on the wing, we are the lost generation
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We have to go breaking the hearts of a nation
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Oh but I'm fine, this city's ok, this is my time
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I'm finding my way in this brave new world
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But there's one thing
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Here on a Sunday, it's always the same
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The streets are deserted, just me and the rain
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On big city Sundays, it's when I'm alone
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I'm holding back the tears, dreaming of home
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Birds on the wind, sailing the highways of freedom
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Birds have to sing, needing a dream to believe in
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Oh but all changed, utterly changed in this land
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That's losing it's way, like a ship adrift on the ocean
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Here on a Sunday, it's always the same
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The streets are deserted, just me and the rain
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On big city Sundays, it's when I'm alone
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I'm holding back the tears, dreaming of home
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Home, where my heart is
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Home, the sea and the sky and that feeling inside
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And to be with my friends
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How I long for that feeling again
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Here on a Sunday, it's bringing me down
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The streets are deserted, there's no one around
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On big city Sundays, it's when I'm alone
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I'm holding back the tears, dreaming of home
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On big city Sundays, it's when I'm alone
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I'm holding back the tears, dreaming of home
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Dreaming of home
