I'm tired of wasting all the things in my mind
bound by you, my dear neverending restlessness
and I'm tired of spending all my life on the road
itched by you, my dear hyperactive pair of feet
I don't know, anyhow
I don't want this anywhere
together with anyone
anymore
And I must say that I denied that I go home, that I go home
I never had any place to wash the dirt of my feet,
but it didn't matter anyhow for I would leave the next day
I don't know, anyhow
I don't want this anywhere
together with anyone
anymore
And I must say that I denied that I go home, that I go home
I'm tired and I guess that I will rest for a while
‘cause I feel safe and sound
and I will never rush again
And I must say that I denied that I go home, that I go home

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