Not very often have we met
But the music's been too bad
Can only sense happiness
if the music is sad
so,I'm going home
I must hurry home
where a life gose on
we;re too old to make a mess
Dreams will keep me young
Old enough to stress
Only mirrors tell the time
So,I'm going home
I must hurry home
So will my life go on
Yes,I'm going home
Going home alone
And your life goes on
So,I'm going home
I must hurry home
So will my life go on
Yes, I'm gojing home
Going home alone
And your life goes on