No one seems to think too much of me here
And they're glad to tell it to my face
And they're right, I'm not supposed to be here
I'm completely out of place
Somehow there has got to be a reason
Evenings as I try to think it through
There's a bolt from the blue
And I see a shooting star
Set apart from all the rest
While the other stars are standing still
He's on a quest
And this solitary star is an awful lot like me
On an endless search through time and space
For a place that won't seem wrong
If we both hang on for long enough
We both somehow are strong enough
We'll find out where we belong
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