Beth Charmann

I would like to leave this city,This old town don't smell too pretty.I can feel the warning signs running around my mind & when I leave this island I'll book myself into a soul asylum & I can feel the warning signs running around my mind, So here I go still scratching around the same old hole.My body feels young but my mind is very old,So what do you say? You can't give me the dreams that are mine anyway You're half the world away,I've been lost I've been found but I don't feel down.