Burning it a little
Is the best way for us
Not to be caught at all
Not to be caught at all
Half a scream in the wind
And when it’s time to go home
Half a smile, it will be fine
As it’s time to go home
Hard fight with a few hurt
Your strong arms oh so slow
Dearest we should run away
Dearest we should run away
An inside revolution, you and me against the world
But in my garden there are still so much to do
If it’s the end of everything and there’s no future left
Please, invite me to have dinner
Half a scream in the wind
And when it’s time to go home
Half a smile, it will be fine
As it’s time to go home