Shelter me from a playground of indecisions
Bury my fear and grant me that my hope brings me visions

I am never whom I was
I am never these illusions  

The child in me still searching for absolution.

I don’t want my youth to be a grave that I visit
I don’t want my youth to be a grave that I visit
I don’t want my youth to be a grave that I visit
More than fire and rain
More than sticks and stones
A home

A castle of glass misguiding emotions that are born
Never growing younger the age outdoing the clock

Decisions growling
Decisions howling

The child in me still looking for a flower.

I don’t want my youth to be a grave that I visit
I don’t want my youth to be a grave that I visit
I don’t want my youth to be a grave that I visit
More than fire and rain
More than sticks and stones
A home

A home
A home
A home
A home

Welcome home to childhood dreams
Welcome home to a destiny
Welcome home to a fragile heart
Welcome home

I don’t want my youth to be a grave that I visit.