The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
The Sheepdogs
Well I come from a land skirted by ocean and sand
You belong to the one you come from
With a wave of my hand, I can't make you understand
You belong to the one you come from
But I can't ignore, the warning signs
And the crying hurt that's in your eyes
It's a burning witch, for a roof above
Won't you take me to the land I love
With the start of a song, I do more right than wrong
You belong to the one you come from
I won't beg or steal, can’t you make up a deal
You belong to the one you come from
Yes you belong, hold on
You belong to the one you come from
But I can’t ignore, the warning signs
And the crying hurt that's in your eyes
It's a burning witch, for a roof above
Won't you take me to the land I love