Remembering my home, Which stood like a dome. Remembering my home, Which stood like a dome.

A son takes his father to an old age home. A son takes his father to an old age home.

In every corner of the house I In every corner of the house I

We've been running around for far too long, hiding in the ruins and calling it home We've been running around for far too long, hiding in the ruins and calling it h...

For I yearn for them, yearn for days bygone. For I yearn for them, yearn for days bygone.

Now the years are passing, And we can hardly see, Now the years are passing, And we can hardly see,