Texty: Smashing Pumpkins. Machina II. Home.

We'll wander off through the dead of night
'Cause wasteland of shattered souls
Warm by the firelight
I peer into the darkness alone
As the Indian summer that I remember
Settles on my bones
Cracked and weary
I asked for direction home
Home
Let the words spill from my mouth
Love
Love is everything I want
I'm one of many more to come
Love
Love is everything I want
Crossroads outside of town
The heartbroken faces charred
The city lights, so far and dull
Turning left, I know it's time
With an urgent wind upon my rolling heels
To carry me along
My face aghast
That I turn to ruins past and home
Home
Let the words spill from my mouth
Love
Love is everything I want
I'm one of many more to come
Love
Love is everything I want
Wander off in the dead of night
Past terrors and broken homes
Wipe the sleep from your eyes
Of riverbanks and catacombs
Sleep into the guillotine
Always lived this live alone
Lay down beneath the law
Cry out I know it's time
Love is everything I want
Love is everything I want
Love is everything I want
Love is everything I want