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Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Lizz Wright. Salt. Soon As I Get Home.


There is a feeling here in side
That I cannot hide
And I know I've tried, but it's me turning me around

Im not sure if I'm aware
if I'm up or down
or here or there
I need both feed on the ground

Maybe I'm just going crazy
I let my self get up tide

I'm acting just like a baby
But I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be allright

Soon as I get home
Soon as I get home
Soon as I get home

In a different place
In a different time
different people all allround me

I would like to know there different world
And how different they find me

And just what's a wiss
Is it big and will it scare me
If I ask to leave will the wiss even hears me
And how will I Knew then - if I ever get home again

Here I am alone
Witch feels the same
I don't know just where I'm going

Out here on my own and it's not a game
And a straingh wind is blowing
I'm so amized and the things that I see here

No I don't want to be afraid
I just no want to be here

In my mind this is clear
What am I doing here

I wish I was home
I wish I was home

(Thanks to A. Nielsen for these lyrics)