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A child walks to the river And looks as far as she can see And draws each breath as if it were the last And wipes away the tears across her sleave She can see where the river crawls into the sea Like a baby into mother's care Somehow the longing is so far away The innocence so wasted and aware Look at the child with the dream in her eyes Holding it deep inside her Home... Home... So much anger, so deeply ingrained Seamed a burden that was hers alone She didn't think that there was anything wrong With wanting a life that she could call her own How could I explain? You would not want to hear You wouldn't listen if I talked anyway For you were too weighed down by your own fears Look at the child with the dream in her eyes Holding it deep inside... Home... Home... Home... Home...