So tell me of the future, as I sit down and pray So tell me of the treasures, and the pitfalls in the way Summer city, bathed in golden light, a simple secret, knowing no return THIS IS WHERE I WAS BORN AND DIED THIS IS WHERE I WANT TO BE THIS IS THE LAND THAT I CALL HOME AND YOU CAN'T TAKE THAT FROM ME So tell me of the bridges, as we pass underneath So tell me of the stones, and what lies beneath Why speak of stones if it's the arch that matters to me ? Without the stone, there can be no bridge THIS IS WHERE I WAS BORN AND DIED THIS IS WHERE I WANT TO BE THIS IS THE LAND THAT I CALL HOME AND YOU CAN'T TAKE THAT FROM ME So tell me of my voyage, as I set sail today Years of youthful friendship degenerate into brawls I stumble like a blind man I won't forget you and the choices that we made THIS IS WHERE I WAS BORN AND DIED THIS IS WHERE I WANT TO BE THIS IS THE LAND THAT I CALL HOME AND YOU CAN'T TAKE THAT FROM ME Catch you falling (7x)
Compositores: Clinton David Boon, Graham Paul Lambert, Martyn John Walsh, Thomas William Hingley, Craig Douglas Gill (Noddy) ECAD: Obra #7797240