Virgin Prunes Sweethome Under White Clouds
Sweethome under white clouds
A picture on the wall, it says it all
I had a dream long time ago, imaginary
Like water, I had no colour
Running free, eternal beauty
And heaven, it was on earth
The promised land of milk and honey
And I see it now
The pain it lasts and all is wastedÂ…
And we slept happily ever after
Sweethome under white clouds
Home is where the heart is
