Along
I am along
No one is my friend
I wonder when I will be home again
I hated it then and I still don't like it now
When will the sun go way?
When will the rain come?
I know it will soon
It always does
It always comes and takes my fun
The pain is coming and then I will be along
I'm leaving my friends and my home
Then once more I will be along
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