Skin

A crowd of people standing here A role to let the family know How sad it is to see her go And between the roads Yeah, I swear it must've been an angel there I heard her as clear as day Although I'm not in my skin now Our home is a thing Don't you ever cry for me! My boy, although I'm not on my things I walked down the street Where, wherever you may be My boy, my boy And they whisper, the autumn leaves The swallow sailing over me It feels more like a dream And the sky have teen a shade of blue And making treason solitude I need you here with me, Here with me Although I'm not in my skin now Our home is a thing Don't you ever cry for me! My boy, although I'm not on my things I walked down the street Where, wherever you may be My boy, my boy Walk on She's waiting for you One son She's waiting for you My love Is waiting on the other side Ooh oh The other side Although I'm not in my skin now Our home is a thing Don't you ever cry for me! My boy, although I'm not on my things I walked down the street Where, wherever you may be My boy, my boy