Из альбома: Hey Daydreamer
Take me back again to where I lost my way
And gave up everything, the beating of a drum
To follow and become just left of centre storm
Disheveled, slightly worn, right back where I started from
Through the gates of a sacred holy place
White statues in their drapes
Right back where I started from
Right back where I started from
Right back where I started from
Right back where I started from
There’s a circle that someone has drawn
Follow it back home where I belong
Right back where I started from
Right back where I started from
There’s a circle that someone has drawn
Follow it back home where I belong
Right back where I started from
Right back where I started from