I leave the home of a lifetime

Like any son

I have hope and good intention



And wandering into the daybreak

I learn as I go

To fall laughing into the water

Sticks and stones are your broken promises

We 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 tumbled down bridges surround and divide

I wear a coat of many colours, of many colours



The sticks and the stones, our broken promises

I wait no longer to go from rags to riches



People are leaving the squalor

They're leaving their houses on fire

And starting out (???)

We'll find the waiting country



Sticks and stones are your broken promises

I wait no longer, I go from rags to riches

From rags to riches

I go from rags to riches

Go from rags to riches

From rags to riches