[00:00.00]Katie Costello - Lost & Far From Home
[00:16.81]With her head on her pillow
[00:19.71]and her pain tucked under the sheets
[00:25.77]Music playing softly without a steady beat
[00:34.24]The TV flickers flames of color
[00:38.81]it ignites the room
[00:42.87]A black and white face, the colors escape,
[00:47.15]her heartache，her heartache
[00:51.51]She ran away, so far away
[00:55.33]That the streets were no longer paved with lines
[01:00.12]The soles of her feet weren't as tough as she claimed them to be
[01:06.29]She wiped her eyes
[01:09.09]it was no surprise
[01:12.55]That she was lost and far from home
[01:16.95]strange unfamiliar signs
[01:20.56]Little to coincide
[01:26.99]however she packed her bags and made her way
[01:31.59]Anywhere her feet could take her
[01:38.09]
[01:54.56]With her arm around her keepsakes and her mind on her mistakes
[02:03.57]She climbed a hill - one of a kind
[02:07.71]numb to her step, she had to accept
[02:12.12]Changed scenery
[02:14.27]it was now clear to see torn petals on a flower of her past
[02:20.83]Memories she hoped wouldn't last
[02:28.25]She ran away, so far away
[02:33.07]That the streets were no longer paved with lines
[02:37.85]The sole of her feet weren't as tough as she claimed them to be
[02:44.43]She wiped her eyes, it was no surprise
[02:51.10]That she was lost and far from home
[02:55.68]strange unfamiliar signs
[02:58.97]Little to coincide
[03:05.93]however she packed her bags and made her way
[03:10.98]Anywhere her feet could take her
[03:16.90]
[03:32.19]With her head on her pillow
[03:35.77]and her pain tucked under the sheets
[03:42.11]Music playing softly without a steady beat
[03:49.13]without a steady beat
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