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I wait by the doors at five to nine,
Knowing I should be somewhere else,
In a few minutes time
Soon they'll be wondering where I am,
But I cannot face the phone call
To tell them a lie
I'm doing fine
Hiding in the Library on a winter's day
There's nothing I can do
And I grew, and I grew and I grew
Hiding in the Library, cast my mind away
To greater things than you
And I grew, and I grew, and I grew
I walk through the doors and scan the spines
Knowing that I need a diversion,
I'll be here some time
The Chronicle of Canada
With a history half a millennium,
Should take me a while
I'm doing fine
Hiding in the Library on a winter's day
There's nothing I can do
And I grew, and I grew and I grew
Hiding in the Library, cast my mind away
To greater things than you
And I grew, and I grew, and I grew
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