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I used to live in the little room In the little house with a crooked view I used to walk from our neighbor's house Up the broken stairs of blue I couldn't get over it (couldn't get over it) I couldn't get over it (couldn't get over it) I couldn't get over it (couldn't get over it) Couldn't get over it (couldn't get over it) But it was a home, it was a home Not a hill In that little room in the little house Is not the way I remembered it It was a homе, it was a home Not a hill We used to catch all thе lightning bugs Hold them in our hands till our parents called They used to dance till the Sun came up In the little house, in a little room We couldn't get over it (couldn't get over it) Couldn't get over it (couldn't get over it) We couldn't get over it (couldn't get over it) Never got over it (couldn't get over it) It was a home, it was a home Not a hill In that little room in the little house It's not the way I remembered it, no It was a home Not a hill