Here I lie in a lost and lonely part of town. Held in time in a world of tears I slowly drown. Going home I just can't make it all alone. I really should be holding you, holding you.
Home To Mamma. . I've searched through every city; every country. To find a girl (the perfect girl). A girl who'll be the one; the one to marry. To marry me (to marry me).
We made a pact to take the time. To get to know each other deep inside. No rushing in to cross the line. It may be a little old fashioned but it feels so right.