by Sophie Zelmani
Not very often have we met
But the music's been too bad
Can only sense happiness
If the music is sad
So I'm going home
I must hurry home
Where a life goes on
We're too old to make a mess
Dreams will keep me young
Old enough to stress
Only mirrors tell the time
So I'm going home
I must hurry home
So will my life go on
Yes, I'm going home
Going home alone
And your life goes on
Not very often have we met
But the music's been too bad
Can only sense happiness
If the music is sad
So I'm going home
I must hurry home
Where a life goes on
We're too old to make a mess
Dreams will keep me young
Old enough to stress
Only mirrors tell the time
So I'm going home
I must hurry home
So will my life go on
Yes, I'm going home
Going home alone
And your life goes on
So I'm going home
I must hurry home
So will my life go on
I must hurry home
So will my life go on
Yes, I'm going home
Going home alone
And your life goes on
Going home alone
And your life goes on
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