Driving on, moving fast, chasing lines, making paths Finding out that what I've done is who I was, not who I am I went left instead of right, and never spent a lonely night And here I am in sinking sand without a hand, without a hand To hold me To hold me, Oooh Please take me Oh, take me home
I've been lost before Never quite like this Where is home and how do I know Which way up is
Reaching out, drawing in, the thickest wall is leather skin Holding on, but holding what Where is hope when hope is lost? I gave up on life and love, and everything worth dreaming of And here I am in sinking sand without a hand I need a hand To hold me To hold me, Oooh Please take me Oh, take me home
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