In a word "perfect"
All the years: worth it
Suffering for selling the dream
To the few who hide behind the screams of

Freedom, room 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 with your woman in your hand

With a word "guilty"
No remorse: plenty
To stop a man from having his say
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 with your woman in your hand

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