You were only three years old,
when you heard your old man say,
life’s too short to waste away,
living in the past.
You had never seen the world,
packed your bags with something new,
mother never wanted you,
so far off from home.
You had finally met your end,
where you heart had led you too,
home had always followed you,
everywhere you’d been.

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN