Lyrics - No going back home

The mansions of my childhood,
are turned to flats
My room dont fit me any more,
and neither does my bed

The streets are thinner,
The woods are dead,
The waters are darker,
than I see in my head

Come away my baby
There's no going back home

People are changed
Faces are amiss
The giants are shrunk,
or laid to rest

The glittter's peeling,
voices are rough
Dreams are small
and don't go far enough

Come away my baby
There's no going back home


Foolish turned wise,
or wise man turned fool
My memories gone stale on me
or is it just me getting old

Still something remains
in blood and bone
but for what it's worth
I'm on my own

Come away my baby
There's no going back home