Lost (a song)

(female singer)

There were dreams when I went away to Auburn
Is she coming back, or is she gone
gone
gone
A life in fashion writing
I'll find and make myself by turns
My Aunt Berta, that was her alma...
Funny how things turn
turn
turn

So there's only one me, at that's at home.
someone has to help Dad, day after day
after day
Mom can't lift him
Jim could,
But he got an associates and an apartment in town

Maybe I'll go stay with Ginny
up on the hill, under the big old oak
They say oak trees are sacred
I don't know, but Ginny has made this one sacred.

But no, everyone - everyone needs me
Except me
Except me