Mama Land

I hope, we got something in common
Like a brand new home, we’re seeking to find
I know, we got our problems
But everybody’s got theirs
And we’ve got our own kind
 
I may be a fool because I got hope
I’ll make my way to you
When we’re on our way home
 
Where the wind blows
That’s where I go
where the sun go’s
I blindly follow
 
I may be a fool cause I got hope
I’ll make my way to you
When we’re on our way home
 
I’m going home