Texty: Mark Owen. Home.

Is it true, what they say
did you really lose your way
Up and down I see you stroll
never looking out, to see which way to go
Should I stop to ask you why
Should I stop and take a wander round
with me

To where you always wanted to go
Where you've never been before
a place where you can take off,
your hat, and your coat
I'll make a cup of tea
You can talk, to me
When you wanna leave I'll take you
When you wanna leave I'll take you
When you wanna leave I'll take you home.

Where do you go inside your head
space and emptyness, becomes your flower bed
In your veins a knowledged man
kids are looking up, to find his master plan
When I see your eyes I'll ask you why
Would you like to rest your legs and fly
with me

silver hair, tired feet, walking the world every day
short of words, full of love, could you help me, I'm on my way