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Not very often have we met But the music's been too bad Can only sense happiness If the music is sad So, i'm going home I must hurry home Where a life goes on We're too old to make a mess Dreams will keep me young Old enough to stress Only mirrors tell the time So, i'm going home I must hurry home So will my life go on Yes, i'm going home Going home alone And your life goes on From Letras Mania