Like a baby into mother's care
With wanting a life that she could call her own
Holding it deep inside her home, home, home
And draws each breath as if it were the last
Home
Home
Home
The innocence so wasted and aware
Seemed a burden that was hers alone
Holding it deep inside her home, home
So much anger so deeply ingrained
She didn't think that there was anything wrong
For you were too weighed down by your own fears
You wouldn't listen if I talked anyway
And wipes away the tears across her sleeve
How could I explain?
She can see where the river crawls to the sea
And look at the child with the dream in her eyes
Look at the child with the dream in her eyes
You would not want to hear
Somehow the longing's so far away
