Put me on the train, send me back to my home
Couldn’t live without you when I tried to roam
Put me by the window, let me see outside
Looking at the places where all my family died
Leave me by the churchyard, leave me on my own
The storm will come and take me, back to my old home
Put me by the window, let me see outside
Looking at the places where all my family died
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