SEARCHING FOR HEATHER DEAN
(Michael Mazzarella)

Well walk away, I'll have another round
And ponder long, and try another day
I saw you close, I saw you far away
And then you're gone
Whatever anyway
I'm going home, I throw a stone
In the direction of the park you roam

It rained today, I rolled around the park
I pleased myself and now it's getting dark
I'm going home, I throw a stone
In the direction of the park you roam

There you are

Tomorrow's long, but I am tired now
And in the noon I'll have another round
I'm going home, I throw a stone
In the direction of the park you roam


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