Vagabond Home Testo

Testo Vagabond Home

I know you've been so busy
i saw the crowd you make
my show and no one near me
on the edge of your steps

I know you should have seen me
God knows how much i care
so proud to see you
crushed by
By the coach of the king

And I'm sorry for you
But I search for my vagabond home
And I'm rolling, growing
Growing for what is not over at all

I saw you were so ready
Someone always says I can't get it again
But I'm always speaking what is not easy
On the edge of your shell

And I'm drowning too
And I see you're just begging for a home
Now you know it, sorry
Sorry for what is wrong and what is in dust