There's a place that I travel
When I want to roam
And nobody knows it but me.
The roads don't go there
And the signs stay home
And nobody knows it but me.
It's far, far away and way, way afar,
It's over the moon and the sea;
And wherever you are going
That's wherever you are
And nobody knows it but me.
Patrick O'Leary
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