Broods - Mother & father
The nights are getting shorterI don’t know where they goAnd I am getting olderAnd it's starting to showAnd ever since I left my motherIt’s much harder to knowHow to make my own life hereHow to make my own homeI don’t want to wake up lonelyI don’t want to just be fineI don't want to keep on hopingForget what I have in mindI don’t want to wake up lonelyI don’t want to just be fineI don't want to keep on hopingForget what I have in mindForget what I have in mindI remember the time when a kiss on the hand was enoughCause we knew we were freeAnd we knew what it meant to be lovedBut ever since I left my fatherIt’s much harder to knowHow to live my own life hereWhen all I need is homeI don’t want to wake up lonelyI don’t want to just be fineI don't want to keep on hopingForget what I have in mindI don’t want to wake up lonelyI don’t want to just be fineI don't want to keep on hopingForget what I have in mindForget what I have in mindAs faces start to fadeThey’re slipping through my handsIt's where my heart was madeAnd my feet will always landI don’t want to wake up lonelyI don’t want to just be fineI don't want to keep on hopingForget what I have in mindI don’t want to wake up lonelyI don’t want to just be fineI don't want to keep on hopingForget what I have in mindForget what I have in mind
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