Long way from home,
lost by an echo I`d never have known.
I`ve got pictures to prove I was there,
but you don`t care.
Here`s me overseas,
across the pond by the Dover peaks.
I`ve smuggled myself into new nationalities,
you think you`d be proud of me.
There`s room to believe,
out of mind,
out of sight,
out of reach.
Start over is no way to begin.
