I know what I want, But where should I go? The dreams that I hunt, They always go wrong. I have lots of cash And beauty of Sun, But why the depression Don’t leave me alone?
Hey mamma! Where I’ve been wrong? I saw million different people Looking for their home. I saw beauty of the dreams Wasted in alcohol. So tell me, mamma, Where I’ve been wrong?
They tell all the time: “How happy you are: You can drink French wine And ride babes in car”. But what can they know? I wanted to scream: I couldn’t find home And love in here!
Hey mamma! Where I’ve been wrong? I saw million different people Looking for their home. I saw beauty of the dreams Wasted in alcohol. So tell me, mamma, Where I’ve been wrong?