Текст: The Sundays. Homeward.

You've stolen my heart
And I want you to remember
Now what'll I do living alone?

You've stolen my heart
And it hurts me to remember
'Cause now where'll I go to living alone?

And a butterfly in the wind is drifting like I do
It's dumb, I know what I want to say
But I can't even take one breath

As night falls
I hear voices on the radio
I'll follow their dreams and wake up alone

And a butterfly in the wind is drifting like I do
It's dumb, I know what I want to say
But I can't even take one breath

So now still burning silently away
A storm without the thunder