LYRIC

By your shores I'm sitting, waiting
Don't know why, so anticipating and
Every morning, I see the dawning
Crying by your side, your warning to me

Morning rise, I seem surprised and
All the world would know I'm televising and
Everyday I seem to wake up
Call your name, and no, I don't believe in what I'd change

Oh Connecticut, my home
Well, it's so good to call my own

Oh Connecticut, my home
Well, it's so good to call my own

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