What wandering heart
What sound of mind
What quiet child
Left behind
Behind, behind
What
Safer than home
And whose
Cold heart
Do I
Do I owe, owe
Heart
Down your walls
I am small, I am small
No great worry
I am no game anymore
Cold dark winds
Can sting
Like you
In what harbor you
Is keeping you, you, you, you
From me
From me
Oh, down your walls
I am small, I am small
No great worries
I am no tame anymore
(oh, oh)
What wandering light
I come to find
I can learn to like
Being left
Being left behind
Behind