Take me back again
To where I lost my way
And gave up everything
The beating of a drum
To follow and become
Just left of centre storm
Dishevelled, slightly worn
Right back where I started from
Through the gates
Of a sacred holy place
White statues in their drapes
Right back where I started from
Right back where I started from
Right back where I started from
Right back where I started from
There's a circle that someone has drawn
Follow it back home where I belong
Right back where I started from
Right back where I started from
There's a circle that someone has drawn
Follow it back home where I belong
Right back where I started from
Right back where I started from