Thursday, August 31, 2006

My Name is James

My name is James
That's what mother called me
My name is James
So it's always been

Sometimes I forget
When I'm lonely or afraid
And I'll go inside my head
And look for James

There's a city that I dreamed of
Very far from here
Very very far away from here
Very far away

There are people in the city
And they're kind to me
But it's very very far away, you know
Very far...

They'll say James, James, James, how are ya?
Isn't it a lovely day?
James, James, James
We're so glad you came here where we are
From so very very very far

My name is James, James, James


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