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| Artist | Sarah McLachlan |
| Album | Solace |
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| Lyrics:Sarah Mclachlan Music:Sarah Mclachlan | |
| Child walks down to the river's edge | |
| And looks out as far as she can see | |
| And draws each breath as if it were the last | |
| And wipes away the tears across her sleeve | |
| She can see where the river crawls to the sea | |
| Like a baby into mother's care | |
| Somehow the longing is so far away | |
| The innocence so wasted and aware | |
| And look at the child with the dream in her eyes | |
| Holding it deep inside her | |
| Thinking about Home... Home... | |
| So much anger so deeply ingrained | |
| Seemed a burden that was hers alone | |
| She didn't think that there was anything wrong | |
| With wanting a life that she could call her own | |
| How could I explain? You would not want to hear | |
| You wouldn't listen if I talked anyway | |
| For you were too weighed down by your own fears | |
| And look at the child with the dream in her eyes | |
| Holding it deep inside her | |
| Home... home... home... home... |
| Lyrics: Sarah Mclachlan Music: Sarah Mclachlan | |
| Child walks down to the river' s edge | |
| And looks out as far as she can see | |
| And draws each breath as if it were the last | |
| And wipes away the tears across her sleeve | |
| She can see where the river crawls to the sea | |
| Like a baby into mother' s care | |
| Somehow the longing is so far away | |
| The innocence so wasted and aware | |
| And look at the child with the dream in her eyes | |
| Holding it deep inside her | |
| Thinking about Home... Home... | |
| So much anger so deeply ingrained | |
| Seemed a burden that was hers alone | |
| She didn' t think that there was anything wrong | |
| With wanting a life that she could call her own | |
| How could I explain? You would not want to hear | |
| You wouldn' t listen if I talked anyway | |
| For you were too weighed down by your own fears | |
| And look at the child with the dream in her eyes | |
| Holding it deep inside her | |
| Home... home... home... home... |
| Lyrics: Sarah Mclachlan Music: Sarah Mclachlan | |
| Child walks down to the river' s edge | |
| And looks out as far as she can see | |
| And draws each breath as if it were the last | |
| And wipes away the tears across her sleeve | |
| She can see where the river crawls to the sea | |
| Like a baby into mother' s care | |
| Somehow the longing is so far away | |
| The innocence so wasted and aware | |
| And look at the child with the dream in her eyes | |
| Holding it deep inside her | |
| Thinking about Home... Home... | |
| So much anger so deeply ingrained | |
| Seemed a burden that was hers alone | |
| She didn' t think that there was anything wrong | |
| With wanting a life that she could call her own | |
| How could I explain? You would not want to hear | |
| You wouldn' t listen if I talked anyway | |
| For you were too weighed down by your own fears | |
| And look at the child with the dream in her eyes | |
| Holding it deep inside her | |
| Home... home... home... home... |