I lost my home in the valley of mistaken fortune
Too much too soon, But the failure would get me looking at you
I lost my home, Taken away like a stolen ransom
And then I saw you, You Cut me down in this stone filled prison
And I lost it all My hands are bloody and my knees are shaking
Am I lost or found?
I'm chasing you and you better believe…
Coming round.
Coming round
I lost my home and the values that made me attractive
My heart is a stone The falling rain will not wash your crimson away
I lost my home, slipped my skin while the world was watching
and I guess it's known, no one can save what is not worth saving
and I am your fool, see myself in your eyes and I'm laughing again
my face is torn I'll chase you down though you'll probably win..
Coming round
Coming round
And all my hope is, all my hope is
All my hope is... dependant on you