NaLaPa

Ain´t No Place Like Home

NaLaPa


Ain´t no place like home

Feeling an exiled in my own country, an exiled
Living for a while without hope of money, for a while
Seeking for miles and miles a bottle of honey, miles and miles
Constantly in a trial in our land, in a trial

They won´t hear us

We spread in the net
Tears and blood were shared
We´re looking in the web
Someone who cares