Is there more to change? You can't with words Or without more hurt. There's more to this Than what you've left, And who you stand with... Who you stand with. No one else should know, And there's nowhere else to go But where you call home. Is there more to take From what she holds Since every wish has shed Imposed accidents, Ungracious cries, And insincere waves goodbye... Insincere waves goodbye. No one else should know, And there's nowhere else to go But where you call home. If you ignore me, I might- If only to fight Or to see you tonight. Spend this fortune On hate and lies While interests wait in line... Interests wait in line. No one else should know, And there's nowhere else to go But where you call home.