Bring Her Home Songtext
von Anette Askvik

Walls of glass and a little child
She′s looking at the world outside
She says; mummy can we go out today
I know it's possible, I heard the others say
But honey all you need is here
It isn′t safe out there
China dolls and paper planes
Be good and play with them!

Bring her home


So she decided to go out by herself to see
To find it wasn't all that pretty
She'd fall real hard to get to new highs
They would chase her at day and comfort her at night
She′d gaze at the roses and get thorns in her hands
It′s all part of the plan
Cause dolls and diamonds and an overflow
Please leave me alone, let me go

Bring her home

Now follow the arrows or step out of the line
If you don't, they will make up your mind
Cocoons and butterflies, me and I
I stand up tall, I run away to hide
And she also prefers a life on a roller coaster
And not floating along like so many of the others
But the last time she fell, she couldn′t get up again
So they made sure to turn her into one of them

Bring her home