What holy cities are to nomadic tribes - a symbol of race and a bond of union - great books are to the wandering souls of men: they are the Meccas of the mind.
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Goin' Out of My Head
Well, I think I'm goin' out of my head
Yes, I think I'm goin' out of my head
Over you
Over you
I want you to want me
I need you so badly
I can't think of anything but you
And I think I'm goin' out of my head
'Cause I can't explain the tears that I shed
Over you
Over you
I see you each morning
But you just walk past me
You don't even know that I exist
[Chorus]
Goin' out of my head over you
Out of my head over you
Out of my head day and night
Night and day and night
Wrong or right
I must think of a way
Into your heart
There's no reason why
My being shy
Should keep us apart
Well, I think I'm goin' out of my head
Yes, I think I'm goin' out of my head
[Chorus]
Night and day and night
Wrong or right
Well, I think I'm goin' out of my head
Yes, I think I'm goin' out of my head
I see you each morning
But you just walk past me
You don't even know that I exist
[Chorus]