PAROLES
Lyrics
When I'm calling
Words they fly around my mind
Never settling
I watch you falling
Tumbling in slow motion
Never learning
I hear you bleating
Fallen with no home to go to
Never learning
Poor lamb
Hold tight
That place
Where you came to find out
Not get off your face
Again and again
Again and again
Play the poor lamb
Play a poor hand
Then the shepherd's moved on
Goodbye
Hmm