Stretched across this continent I'm home.
Boston to Los Angeles I'll roam.
I've fallen in love with each coast for a reason.
These reasons so rooted I can't choose between them.
No.
Pacific's coast is so open.
You ain't seen it's waters; you ain't seen the ocean.
I'm trying so hard here I can hardly keep up.
I'm breaking my back, but it's barely enough…for you.
Home is where the heart is,and my heart I gave to you.
Wherever you may lead I will follow suit.
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