Lyrics Lost Children - The Magic Numbers, Romeo Stodart, Angela Gannon

Lost Children

I’ve been here before
out the doors
And settled all my scores
Yet I sleep amongst the ashes
'Neath the ocean floor
Like dead weight clinging to the distant shore
I realize that I’m one of love’s lost children
Waiting to be found
And you, you stumble through your life
Clutching at the vine
Whispering in style
As you place your hand between the speakers
Life’s songs breathing into you
On your bedroom floor
Where the sadness grew
And you yearn for more
Please don’t disturb me mama
I’m waiting to be found
Who never knew
You could feel like this you know
They thought they knew love
Then again you say
Don’t even know myself
Yes I’m realizing that we’re all just lost children
Still waiting to be found
We’re two lost children
Waiting to be found
And all the fumbles show with time
Still clutching at the vine
Still searching as we smile
We listen loud to silence now
So deafening as it talks to me
Don’t you rescue me
Don’t, don’t come into my room, mama
For I’m waiting to be found
We’re all lost children
And we’re waiting, waiting
Waiting… to be found