I really don’t belong in this crowd
Ha, I fit don’t get me wrong
I’m not their age, and when they turn
They know I don’t belong
In this side of town.
So let’s cut through the chase
I don’t plan on leaving soon.
Maybe it’s my age, I don’t easily spurn
So hey if I don’t belong
There’s a stranger in your town.
By Dave Schipper © 2012 Rose Riversong.
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