Nobody feels the way I do
Go on and steal my sacred tomb
And when I wake up I'll be alone
At night I'll stay up and dream of home
Lot of ways I could go about it
Feeling homesick and tired and cold
Curse the pain I feel its nothing real it seems
So I'll bury it
They need to grow in a healthy home
Trouble came the good went away
I lost my soul before I got old
In some small way my anger slowly fades
Keep my eyes close to the center of their world
Lot of ways I could've gone about it
Feeling homesick and tired and cold
Curse the pain I feel its nothing real it seems
So I'll bury it
They need to grow in a healthy home
Well I don't care how they feel for you
As long as they're free
To choose their sound while knowing who
They're going to be
A guide to life of past mistakes
All etched in me page for page
They'll try and be set in their ways
To love and see recall when I say
So many ways I could've gone about it
Feeling homesick and tired and cold
Curse the pain I feel its nothing real it seems
So I'll bury it
They need to grow in a healthy home