Flame on my head

I wanna go down to the sea again
I wanna go down
I don’t know when
I wanna go even if I am snowed out.
I wanna go
I wanna go seek your hiding place
I wanna go far
I wanna go down flat face
I wanna grow old and hold your body

Next to me
I wanna go up I wanna grow out I wanna go now
I wanna go mad and shout it out
I wanna go peace will hold no wall will bring me down
Carry the way by the ghosts in your bag
..... Out a flame out my head
I wanna grow wings
I wanna go chasing you
I wanna go tell me not to do it
I wanna go take your doubts
I wanna go laugh sweet sound machine
I wanna go down
I wanna go south
I wanna go home

I wanna go hear the northwind blow
I wanna go peace will hope no more
And will bring me down
Carry the way by the ghosts in your bag
Like a flame on my head
Should be the laughter and I'll be the joke
It doesn’t matter how far we will go
Don’t waste our house on the tempering ghosts
I wanna go I wanna go
I wanna go I wanna go
I wanna go I wanna go