Слова:
Mike The Mechanics

Every generation Blames the one before And all of their frustrations Come beating on your door I know that I'm a prisoner To all my father held so dear

Pass the word, it's a call to arms Midnight man at your door Blackened faces run in the night Daybreak under the floor Bring my bow Fill my head with

A freezing cold December, brings a chill into my heart And fills me with an emptiness, now we're so far apart Lost in my confusion, now through everything

I said, "Go if you wanna go Stay if you wanna stay" I didn't care if you hung around me I didn't care if you went away And I know you were never right

Going going home I hold a memory I can't let go Going going home Going going home You're long ago And far away But I can still remember you Going, going

Help me,help me understand I still find it hard to comprehend Tell me,tell me who I am The one who shares your life or just a friend I can read your heart

And through the grief and pain, I'm half insane I give an inch, you take a mile You throw away the key, ignore my plea You cut me down without a trial

I get the feeling that I've been here before Saying all these things to you I get the feeling that I fell through that door Coming down with deja-vu

Words of warning took me by surprise From a voice I hardly recognized Well, my heart was beating faster And my blood ran hot and cold I was heading for