8mm - Los Angeles

It draws the faithful to their knees
I'm begging, darling, darling, please
If you could just send me back home

I've watched the cars crash to the sea
I've walked the steps of you and me
So darling, darling, darling please
Send me back home
Back home
Send me back home

The cities burned, the ashen trees
I've seen the desert for what it is
Cold and hard and barely alive

We've drawn the faithful to their knees
Our demise will not be televised
If only we'd fought for our lives

Send me back home
Back home
Send me back home

(you'll know what is missing the minute it's gone)

We've drawn the faithful to their knees
Our demise will not be televised
If only we'd fought for our lives

Send me back home
Back home
Send me back home

Send me back home