Lyrics

Song 79

(Anders / O'Bitz)

I don't write
Of love, not from me
I don't write
Of beauty, what's to see
I don't write
Of gentleness around
I don't write
Of pleasure that I found

I long to write of home far away
But I have no home
Y'know I feel exiled anyway
From what, I don't know

I don't write
Of favors from some friend
I don't write
Of riches I could spend
I don't write
Of honor, none around
I don't write
Of virtues to be found

I long to write of home far away
But I have no home
Y'know I feel exiled anyway
From what, I don't know

Got to write
Until I'm done
'Cause y'know it's a type of fate

If I don't write
I'd flail for a time
Then y'know I would break
? I would break

I long to write of home far away
But I have no home
Y'know I feel exiled anyway
From what, I don't know

I long to write of home far away
But I have no home
Y'know I feel exiled anyway
From what, I don't know

I don't know
I don't know