A desperate woman strides frantically
Down the corridor
She has been locked up ever since 1964
Obsessed with religion and the almighty father
Guilt is her patron
For her trials procured
In the institution where life’s not worth living
She stares up above and then drops to the floor
Cries her heart out
Oh....she cries out
She wants to come home
Look in her eyes
You will find, you will find
A will to survive
You will find, you will find
She yearns to be
A mother a father a teacher a preacher
Whatever it takes she will try to endure
In the institution she prays and she prays
And she prays and she prays and she prays...
Cries her heart out
Oh....she cries out
She wants to come home
A desperate woman strides frantically
Down the corridor
She has been locked up ever since 1964