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I am not an object or something you throw away
I am not a piece of junk left on a stationary train
Won't you get a message to the one who's gonna set me free
Tell her to hurry, tell her to recognize me
'Cause I'm beginning to believe
That forever I'll live on the shelf of the lost and found
Between a cane and an umbrella, wallet and a chain of keys
My dreams are full of you, and my nights without you are empty
I'm going under, yeah I'm going under
Had a name, had a number, went and lost it all in a spell
And I'm beginning to believe
Forever I'll live on the shelf of the lost and found
Lost and found
I'm not a misplaced object or a son you throw away
Some piece of junk that's been left on a stationary train
Want you to get a message to the one who's gonna set me free
Tell her to hurry, tell her to identify me
'Cause I'm beginning to believe
That forever I'll be another case of the lost and found
Yeah I'm beginning to believe
I'll never get to leave this place they call lost and found
Lost and found, lost and found, lost and found
Lost and found, lost and found, lost and found