No More (A Wandering)
I am a baby tossed in water
I am the not-so-holy daughter
I know where I've been but I
Don't wanna know about it
I got a ghost under my feet
Dragging me round by its crooked teeth
I know what I've seen but I
Don't wanna talk about it no more
No more
No more
No more
No more
No more
No more
No more a-wandering
I am a-lost
I am a-looking
Back to the place
I keep forgetting
How to feel, I don't know how to when I've gone missing
I am the cat outta the bag
The fish outta sea but I
Got it bad
I don't know where I am going
But I don't want to go there no more
No more
No more
No more
No more
No more
No more a-wandering
Wandering
No more wandering
No more
No more
No more
No more
No more
No more
No more a-wandering
Wandering
No more wandering
No more wandering
No, no, no, no
No, no, no
No more wandering
No, no