A Place To Call My Own

Duration

4:10

Genres

Indie Rock

Lyrics

I spent half my life helping the weak When all they wanted was to cling to me I wasted my breathe giving you hope Shortness of air now I've grown old It's time to move on but times almost gone Drawing up blanks till the break of dawn Everyone has to state that you can't stay in this world alone When all I was searching for was a place to call my own I bet its hard to move on when your legs are set in stone The only thing you can do is watch the movement around you What has become of me? Getting sick of this routine I am someone I am not a figurine Everyone has to state that you can't stay in this world alone When all I was searching for was a place to call my own I bet its hard to move on when your legs are set in stone