Oh
Imagine the waves crashing on a hill
Prussian blue, let the ink pot spill
And I tried to cry, but the tears won't come
Past the waterline of the setting sun
Take me home again
Oh take me home again
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Rain, it falls like a kind of voice calls
Drifting of leaves in a sea of stars
And I think I'll go before the spring returns
Cause my head it aches and my heart it yearns
Take me home again
Oh take me home again
Again
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, take me home again
Oh, take me home again