Exile - Show Of Hands

I’ve felt a shadow passing over me

It could stay for ever more

Like a wave I’m breaking far at sea

There’s no one to hear the roar

The days are drifting into seasons

They’re the hardest I have known

A million spaces in the earth to fill

But no going home

There’s no going home

I can dream before the break of day

That I’m back with you again

Then the morning blows it all away

And leaves an echo of your name

Still a thousand miles lie betweeen us

Where we’re waking up alone

And what if I could cross a hundred borders

There’s no going home

There’s no going home

When it thunders from the empty skies

I shall be there

No one to hold you when the storm birds fly

There’s no one left to care

I search the rumours with my hollow plans

And all I want is what’s mine

Lost and lonely in a foreign land

I’m left too far behind the lines

I want to tear down these walls between us

But I can’t do it on my own

A million spaces in the earth to fill

And there a generation waiting still

We’ve got year after year to kill

But no going home

No going home

There’s no going home