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I'm running out of room, I'm growing out of space I need some time to breath, I need to find another place Have I stood just here Waiting on the corner I want to live my life, I don't want to live no other To all the places that I don't belong There might be more to say, there might be more to lose There might be summer waiting when I get back from my blues (Thanks to Bernie for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania