Take Me Home

Take me home,

Up to the sky

With the ones I love,

Oh, hear my cry.

This is not my place,

Call it scene, party,

Just remove me;

Make me free.

I’ve left my love

Beyond at the door,

Maybe someday he’ll

Take me round the floor,

Relieve my boredom,

And sweep me off my feet.

I’ve left him…

I’m alone in my seat.

Clouds, comfort my tears,

There’s the land of the safe,

Where no-one pretends

To be the opposite of fake;

In the domain I’ll roam,

With lover or none,

I’ll no longer cry;

I’ll be part of the sun.

The End

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