Every day I am thinking
What this place is for me
Every evening I'm trying
To forget what I see
Every night I am crying
'cause here I never belong
And every morning I'm feeling
Like I've never been home.
Dear Mother, I'm sorry
For I can't be your child
I do feel your heart aching
And it makes me go wild.
I will bring you white roses,
Will never leave you alone,
I will make you the princess
When I only come home.
Where my heart there's no fear,
There's no sorrow and gloom.
You will see my eyes shining,
You will feel my life bloom.
It's not your fault, dear Mother,
In wrong place I was born.
I will change it for better
If I only come home.
To come home
© Copyright: Step-Child, 2004
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