I have no place, no home to be.

I have no home, nor have I a place I wish to be.
But when I walk this lonely road,
I keep wishing you would be with me.

I have no place I wish to stay
Nor do I have a bed to lay,
But if I would be some place in this world,
My mind was the one that twirled.

This mountain we try to reach
Filled with gold as far as my eyes can see,
We see the people we have become,
Our hearts and minds became numb.

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