I leave the home of a lifetime
Like any son
I have hope and good intentions
Wandering into the daybreak
I learn as I go
To fall laughing into the water
The sticks and the stones
Are your broken promises
I wait too long
To go from rags to riches
I am in love, I am in love with a feeling
A wild wild sky, a wild wild sky
Fences and tumble down bridges
Surround and divide
I wear a coat of many colours
Of many colours
The sticks and the stones
Are your broken promises
We wait too long
To go from rags to riches
We are in love, we are in love with a feeling
A wild wild sky, a wild wild sky
The people are leaving the squalor
They're leaving the houses and fires
And starting out
We find the waiting country
The sticks and the stones
Are your broken promises
We wait no longer
We go from rags to riches
We are in love, we are in love with a feeling
A wild wild sky, a wild wild sky