Prodigal Re-Birth
You said you want to break free,
Break it,
Break!
I’ve seen your way, your face,
And we can work it out!
I never meant it to be this way,
Why can’t we work it out?
I’m all out of luck, holding my hope,
So i can find my way back home.
Just sit right back!
I wish there was another way i could find my way back home
There’s no way back!
A penny for new thoughts and a dollar for my soul,
Lost in a desert of white gold.
There’s nothing in my mind…
…It’s all just coming around…
A penny for my thoughts and a dollar for my soul;
Lost in white gold.
I’ve failed the test, I’ve seen my grave.
…And there’s nothing in my god damn mind!
Found a new home, found my hope gone.
I have nothing else.
Lyrics:- Regé Music:- M Zeppetelli & Regé Art:- Paul DeCelle