Wild Child - Homeless 128

Walking across the road
Nowhere to go
People and places
I don´t know

My heart is getting old
As this blood in my veins
The last thing i have
Is my body and soul

All my days are nights
And i hope i´ll find
A peace of mind
Find the right and wrong
I thought i was strong
Enough to carry on

My eyes are seeing
What i never saw
My mind is thinking what i never thought

My heart is getting old
As this blood in my veins
The last thing i have
Is my body and soul

All my days are nights
And i hope i´ll find
A peace of mind
Find the right and wrong
I thought i was strong
Enough to carry on