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With sleepy eyes we made our way acrossWhere friendship's found friendship is often lostWith valiant wishes of becoming endsBut there will be no such with you my friendI'm going home, going homeTo be where my water meets my stonesI'm going home, going homeThe social traveller journeys on his ownDarkness you can't see where you're going nowThere never was light in your eyes some howWho's to blame when something living is dead?So many words should have stayed in your headSo many thoughts should not have left your bedI'm going home, going homeTo tend to the lover and the dogI'm going home, going homeHe who yearns to age must firstly growThat which is your prime you do not knowBoy boy boy boyI'm going home, going homeTo drink from the chalis of anotherI'm going home, going homeTo mount and feed and groom and ride aloneFor he who is myself I do not know Aus Songtexte Mania