Lyrics

Don't ever forget your roots Now that you're done here, but not for me Do you remember tiny shoes? Worn by my son from here to eternity If this is the path you choose I will be one with the flaps of your wings And my breast will have room For you to return whenever you may need Don't ever forget your roots (I stand, drawing, on the roof) Now that you're done here, but not for me (So that you see the map of every night) Do you remember tiny shoes? (The clues I use are the city lights) The simple thought of you It makes me shine like gold It feels like I'm going to war Because I'm leaving home I swear it's all wrong That I am gone, I'm not gone, I'm not gone It feels like I'm going to war Because I'm leaving home I swear it's all wrong That I am gone, I'm not gone, I'm not gone
Writer(s): Andrea Lazzeretti Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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