He was a child partly lost Within his urge to go far Within his dreams and his hopes and his sins and her heart
And he was a child completely Lost within breathtakingly Pretty subjects caught in nets kept like pets in his heart
But now this old child's on his way To fall out his nest any day But his urges run blind with his duties in sight and he moans
Take me home Mother take me home were I belong To when and all I ever have held on
Take me home Take me home Take me home Home were I belongTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
