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Lyrics
In a word
Perfect
All the years
Worth it
Suffering for selling
The dream
To the few who hide behind
The screens of
Freedom, run to move
Freedom
A right to choose
A place to call
Your home
Your own home
Where you'll grow old
And you'll become a man
In your home
Your own home
Where you'll grow old
A women in your hand
With a word
Guilty
Knowing more's
Plenty
To stop a man from having
His sin
Knowing that his time will come
The day you
Free him, from this room
Free him
Give him the right to choose
A place to call
Your home
Your own home
Where you'll grow old
And you'll become a man
In your home
Your own home
Where you'll grow old
A women in your hand
In your home
Your own home
Where you'll grow old
And you'll become a man
In your home
Your own home
Where you'll grow old
With your women in your hand
In your home
Your own home
Yeah
Your own home
A women in your hand
You'll become a man
Writer(s): MATTHEW GERRARD, BRIDGET BENENATE
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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