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
Piqued Jacks - Home is Forever Lyrics
Piqued Jacks - Home is Forever Lyrics
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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
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: Andrea Lazzeretti
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group