Running away, i knew i was wrong
I`s tried to fit in where i didn`t belong
Wearing their clothes, playing their games
Being a part of that urban decay
Don`t burn the fires, i`m never coming home
When the morning sky was cold and grey
I could hear the whispers of my own mistakes
Those warning eyes, that final touch
No one seemed to care that much
So don`t burn the fires, i`m never coming home
And when i`d reached my destination
I thought someday i might return
Cause deep inside was the need
To feel the home fires burn
But a faltering voice merely whispered
My name as if we`d never expected to
Hear it again, and my heart grew
Cold to that indifferent sound
As i slowly laid the receiver down
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