it's half past one and i can't catch a break,
i'm mentally worn and i just want 2 go 2 sleep,
but there's a few things on my mind,
that my heart is telling me 2 speak,
before i'm 2 weak..
it's about how we're not in Kansas anymore,
got carried away and misplaced by a storm,
and about this pretty yellow brick road,
that u must go...
Dorothy
U'll wish that i had just used my brain,
2 tell my heart 2 have the courage,
2 stand tall thru the rain,
and thru the pain,
and u believe in a wizard,
who can get us home again,
but along the way, u've met awitch,
who's such a mean and evil bitch,
please stay, away..
Dorothy
u've found me once again behind the mask,
behind the curtain,
and that 1 thing known for certain,
is that's not who.. u want from me,
but click ur heels 3 times and u will see,
that in my arms is where u need 2 be,
Home is Me...
Dorothy
i've taken off the mask,
and come out from behind the curtian,
that 1 thing known 4 certain,
is that u won't even recognize me,
Dorothy
so click ur heels 3 times and u will see,
that in my arms is where u need 2 be,
Home is Me...
Dorothy
it's twenty 2 two and i relly need some sleep
Sad but beautifully written.
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