Have you found your home Ptolemy?
Women bring man home
I have no such feeling
Each land, each country that I cross
Stripped away another illusion
Since death will be the last
I gotta go on till I find my home
Must go on till I'll find you
I gotta go on till I find my home
Must go on till I'll find you
I gotta go on till I find my home
Must go on till I'll find you
I gotta go on till I find my home
Must go on till I'll find you
I will find you
Where has our eagle gone?
We must go on Ptolemy
Till we find an end
Keep the things in private, private
But she wanna ride it and talk about it
Keep the things in private, private
But she wanna ride it and talk about it
Baby keep that on the low for now
I just try to figure out
I can't live my life without you
You're my queen I bend the knee
I wanna call you my boo
You're my queen just like Dany
F*ck me and call me the truth
F*ck me and call me the truth