A
baby is born, she looks just like another
another dream is gone,
she always will be
trapped inside walls and I think love
is in her head,
childhood is dead,
so many questions but she can't ask them all
she wants the answer,
she's ready to go back
oh yeah, she'll go back
she wants the answer,
she's ready to go back
oh yeah, she'll go back
the baby grows up,
oh how she longs,
longs to break down her walls
her dreams seem to be,
distantly calling love, love is in her head
childhood is dead,
so many questions but she can't ask them all
she wants the answer,
she's ready to go back oh yeah, she'll go back
she wants the answer,
she's ready to go back oh yeah, she'll go back
she has the answer,
she's ready to go back she has the answer,
she's ready to go back