Besedila: Dishwalla. Opaline. Home.

I'm so sick and tired of all these things
That drag me down and I've got no where to go
They say that life is in these hands
You give everything and you give yourself away
You give and still you choke
And find yourself, you're running for the door

Come and take me home
Lead me to your door
Take me where you are
Lead me to your door
At least just for a while

It's some kind of life, forever days
We're in the cold and unfamiliar way
So take this fear and fade it out
It won't make me sad
'Cause I get sentimental Lord in other ways
And I don't want to let me down here anymore

So come and take me home
Lead me to your door
Take me where you are
Lead me to your door
And let me in, just let me in
And let me leave, just let me leave this world
Come on now, let me leave this world
At least just for a while

And don't let
I find myself, I'm running for the door
And don't let
I find myself, I'm running for the door

Come and take me home
Lead me to your door
Take me where you are
Lead me to your door
Come and take me home
To your door, lead me to your door