Homesick, Lovesick

Homesick, Lovesick, travelling alone
Soon I'll be on my way home
So many weirdos paving out the road
Is the world that big

Somewhere we belong, 'till the tide carries us along
I've got nothing to hold onto
Theses empty sands are too dead to dream alone
Is the world that small

Restless, reckless, stumbling like a fool
Healed the wounds off my broken soul
With the help of a poet singing in the streets
King of his own world

Walking my filthy bones,
Near a castle made of gold
Where a king was told those fateful words
You'll reach their ears but never their hearts
He heard them in a fever dream

Promises we break, hurt like burning coal
So clever addicted to the words
I remember your disappointed eyes
Stinging like a crazy wasp



Credits
Writer(s): Nicolas Reszka
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