Don't be a sailor baby, being strong isn't for every body.
I can't do anything for you in Work City.
But you know I'd hop on a plane, fly to a city I don't know,
Get in a cab with a perfect stranger,
And meet you in a white room that smells like soap.
Just to help you breathe.
Just to hold your head.
Just so you don't ever sleep alone.
How
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