I’m lost, exhausted, where am I ? I only see how life goes by And there’s no delight in it, it’s ONLY my presence… They say I’m sweet and pretty smart My soul and body is the work of art And my life is good ENOUGH to let them jealous.
I’m not feeling myself I am living like somebody else And I wanna go back home, wanna go back home Wanna go home I need a helping hand Where are you, my friend Can you lead me back home, lead me back home Lead me back home