Going Home - Sophie Zelmani
Not very often have we met But the music's been too bad Can only sense happiness If the music is sad
So I'm going home I must hurry home Where a life goes on
We're too old to make a mess Dreams will keep me young Old enough to stress Only mirrors tell the time
* So I'm going home I must hurry home (So)Where a life goes on
Yes I'm going home Going home Alone And your life goes on
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