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She's a dreamer she's a universe inside
She's a sleeper down on the ocean ride
She's a breaker a million miles behind
On the next boat she'll make it there in time
All she wants is a home away from home

He's a maker a mountain when he treads
He's a claimer for the new dawn ahead
He's a finder at the last port of call
On the first ship before the anchor falls
All he wants is a home away from home

They're old now but they still remember when
They knew how they'd lose out in the end
They're takers every woman every man
On the last liner to sail or be damned
All they want is a home away from home

How they wander how they roam
All aboard hurry home
All they want is a home away from home

el gran tute

el gran tute
y la vida al desnudo