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Carole King, "Home Again" (1971)

Sometimes I wonder if I'm ever gonna make it home again
it's so far and out of sight;
I really need someone to talk to, and nobody else
knows how to comfort me tonight;
snow is cold, rain is wet
chills my soul, right to the marrow.
I won't be happy till I see you alone again,
till I'm home again and feeling right.

Snow is cold, rain is wet
chills my soul, right to the marrow.
I won't be happy till I see you alone again
till I'm home again and feeling right,
till I'm home again and feeling right,
I wanna be home again and feeling right.

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