Return کے بول

Oceans deep and two more sleeps from home I pull my car to the right lane. The stars have dipped their lights and flown What if I stayed? (I strayed, I stayed) But there is no word No glance returned No soft concern or thought That warms me like this place. No coat I've worn One catch, I'm torn This house that I'm built for On my own I'm just water, wire and clay Queues of people form their ranks to go They're making thunder in the rain My bags are weighted, stuffed and thrown Sometimes I feel that way, this way. But there is no word No glance returned No soft concern or thought That warms me like this place. No coat I've worn One catch, I'm torn This house that I'm built for On my own I'm just water, wire and clay. I'm water, wire and clay. In the air there's a whisper of rain But it's low in the sky and I'm safe In the days when my memories run grey I’ll have dreams of return to sustain. But there is no word No glance returned No soft concern or thought That warms me like this place. No coat I've worn One catch, I'm torn This house that I'm built for On my own I'm just water, wire and clay I'm water, wire and clay