Where I belong, my home is far away.
I reach to my roots, I want them closer –
but it seems that they have forgotten about me.
My soul is empty, my heart is bleeding –
something is missing.
Where I belong, my home is far away.
I reach to my roots, I want them closer –
but it seems that they have forgotten about me.
My soul is empty, my heart is bleeding –
something is missing.