Home (home sweet home)
Virgin assIt know when you said that it would leave wherever?
I didn't lead very to the serious one
But my side of the bed is so cold
You're not here now for heating my feet
Everything you become so more difficult to make
The cold seems so crueler
I wrote your name in the walls of the room
I tried despairedly to find you
You must be with another man now
And my tears will not bring you to me
But you go to perceive
That the best choice is to come back home
All your friends are helping me
They're touched with our history
And our past cannot be forgotten
And all the good memories
And all the espectatives for the future
Doesn't kill my hopes
I wrote your name in the walls of the room
I tried despairedly to find you
You must be with another man now
And my tears will not bring you to me
But you go to perceive
That the best choice is to come back home
Writes different chapter righ now
A new page exaggerated saint
We're walking on broken glass