
i think i'm going to boston. i think i'll start a new life. i think i'll start it over where no one knows my name. i'll get out of california. i'm tired of the weather. i think i'll get a lover and i'll fly them out to spain. i think i'll go to boston, i think that i'm just tired. i think i need a new town to leave this all behind. i think i need a sun rise, i'm tired of the sun set.
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