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So that’s what they call a family
Mother, daughter, father, son
Guess that everything you heard about is true
So you ain’t got any family
Well, who said you needed one?
Ain’t ya glad nobody’s waitin’ up for you?

When I dream
On my own
I’m alone but I ain’t lonely
For a dreamer night’s the only time of day
When the city’s finally sleepin’
All my thoughts begin to stray
And I’m on the train that’s bound for Santa Fe
And I’m free
Like the wind
Like I’m gonna live forever
It’s a feeling time can never take away
All I need’s a few more dollars
And I’m outta here to stay
Dreams come true
Yes, they do
In Santa Fe

Where does it say you gotta live and die here?
Where does it say a guy can’t catch a break?
Why should you only take what you’re given?
Why should you spend your whole life livin’
Trapped where there ain’t no future
Even at seventeen
Breakin’ your back for someone else’s sake
If the life don’t seem to suit ya
How ’bout a change of scene?
Far from the lousy headlines
And the deadlines in between

Santa Fe
Are you there?
Do you swear you won’t forget me?
If I found you would you let me come and stay?
I ain’t gettin’ any younger
And before my dyin’ day
I want space
Not just air
Let ’em laugh in my face
I don’t care
Save a place
I’ll be there

So that’s what they call a family
Ain’t ya glad you ain’t that way?
Ain’t ya glad you got a dream called Santa Fe?

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