Deep Purple "Pictures Of Home" |
Somebody's shouting up at a mountain Only my own words return. Nobody's up there, it's a deception. When will I ever learn? I'm alone here. With emptiness, eagles and snow, Unfriendliness chilling my body, And whispering pictures of home. Wondering blindly, how can they find me? Maybe they don't even know. My body is shaking, anticipating The call of the black footed crow. I'm alone here. With emptiness, eagles and snow, Unfriendliness chilling my body, And talking 'bout pictures of home. Here in this prison of my own making Year after day I have grown Into a hero, but there's no worship Where have they hidden my throne? I'm alone here. With emptiness, eagles and snow, Unfriendliness chilling my body, And screaming out pictures of home. Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |