Brian Kennedy. Great War Of Words. Half Way Home. Zeneszám

Restless I?ve become watching the seasons slow into one
I feel danger but there is more, oh there is much more
With every footstep that falls comes a different story
Some things are hard to recall

When the feeling comes and nothing?s left there?ll always
Be something to keep me half way home
When the feeling goes this I know there?ll always be
Something to keep me halfway home
I?ll never need to hurry back there?ll always be someone
To keep me halfway home

Breathless you leave me now but maybe I worry
A little too much, something lingers, it?s like a spell that cannot be
Broken, just as the day gets too old I will think of
Morning and other wishes I hold

When the feeling comes and nothing?s left there?ll always
Be something to keep me half way home
When the feeling goes this I know there?ll always be
Something to keep me halfway home
I?ll never need to hurry back there?ll always be someone
To keep me halfway home

I need no more

(Repeat to end)