Enya - Evacuee
Each time on my leaving home
I run back to my mother’s arms,
One last hold and then it’s over.
Watching me, you know I cry,
You wave a kiss to say goodbye,
Feel the sky fall down upon me!
All I am,
A child with promises
All I have
Are miles full of promises of home.
If only I could stay with you,
My train moves on, you’re gone from view,
Now I must wait until it’s over.
Days will pass, your words to me,
It seems so long; eternity,
But I must wait until it’s over.