Every day I have to look to the sun, To see where it was that I have come from. I have a feelin that there must be a time, When I'll get a chance to go home, 'Cause I'm so tired of being here alone, But I'm just a traveller in time. Trying so hard to pay for my crime.
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i thoroughly enjoy this.
Uriah Heep, The Magicians' Birthday, 1975 (?)
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