Lyrics

When she walks into the room They look up to see her face All the glitter falls on her And the room's her stage Don't you think you've had enough Do their claws make sores Take my hand and come away And I'll take you home I won't turn around Can't be afraid Takin' you all the way back home Innocence gone Can't be the same Takin' you all the way back home Back home Will the world still be the same Even if you're gone When the pillars start to fade And the room's just walls Don't you think you've had enough Do their claws make sores Take my hand and come away And I'll take you home I won't turn around Can't be afraid Takin' you all the way back home Innocence gone Can't be the same Takin' you all the way all the way all the way Don't you think you've had enough What's the gun there for Take my hand and fly away And I'll take you home Don't you think you've had enough What's the gun there for Take my hand and come away And I'll take you I won't turn around can't be afraid Take you all the way back home Innocence gone can't be the same Take you all the way I'll take you all the way I'll take you all the way back I'll take you all the way I'll take you all the way back I'll take you all the way I'll take you all the way I'll take you all the way I'll take you all the way home
Writer(s): Barry Alan Gibb, Robin Hugh Gibb, Maurice Ernest Gibb Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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