Each time on my leaving home
I run back to my mother's arms,
One last hold and then it's over.
Watching me, you know I cry,
All I am, a child with promises
All I have, are miles full of promises of home.
If only I could stay with you,
Each time on my leaving home
I run back to my mother's arms,
One last hold and then it's over.
Watching me, you know I cry,
All I am, a child with promises
All I have, are miles full of promises of home.
If only I could stay with you,