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Child of the sky


I'm looking to the stars,
won't you please come and
take me home
from this world so messed up
and cold?

I'm so lost inside.
Why these thoughts keep
running on my mind?
I don't know where I belong
anymore.

Oh won't somebody hear me
calling for a better
tomorrow?

So tell me
where should I go
so you would find me,
where to lay my head
so I wouldn't feel this yearning.

Oh how do I live
to see another day?

And I'm wishing for the moon
that it would show me the way
back home.
But no, it won't hear me
this time.

Oh won't somebody hear me
calling for a better
tomorrow?

So tell me
where should I go
so you would find me,
where to lay my head
so I wouldn't feel this yearning.

Oh how do I live,
(yes, how do I live)
to see another day?