Back home

I’m going back home once again.
Outside is getting dark and
sitting in the train I fall asleep.

I’ve worked like a dog one more day.
Trying to get back home with
just a little money and the pain
for this tough and grey city.

I’ll drink a little bit of love from you.
Everything seems so fast.
Come with me, please.

Angel, she’s like an angel.
She’s got the key to give me my illusions back.
Give me, give me a moment.
The one who needs you is my tired, lonely heart.
The fire’s burning again.

I’m the one who desperately walks
around the neighbourhood just
trying to find the road that I have lost.

You know, it is hard to be alright
and though this never changes.
I don’t care because if I’m with you
good fortune is with me.

I feel the sacred fire’s burning in me.
And you will make it grow.
That’s how it must be.

Angel, she’s like an angel.
She’s got the key to give me my illusions back.
Give me, give me a moment.
The one who needs you is my tired, lonely heart.
The fire’s burning again.

Good fortune is with me.
I’ll drink a little bit of love from you.
Everything seems so fast.
Come with me, please.
The love you’re giving me
is what I need.

Angel, she’s like an angel.
She’s got the key to give me my illusions back.
Give me, give me a moment.
The one who needs you is my tired, lonely heart.

Angel, she’s like an angel.
She’s got the key to give me my illusions back.
I’m going back home.

Back home.
I’m going back home.