Going Back to Oz

I thought that all those little people

Really did exist; the ones who cared

To help along the way. .

And I thought I had some close friends to

Stick by through thick and thin.

Now I’m left with just one thing to say.

 

I’m going back to Oz,

If only in my mind;

A simple place where my poor heart

Won’t get left behind. I’ll take

That winding road to happiness

Where I can freely roam

To where the answer waits

To find my way back home.

 

If only I had half a brain

Or a heart made out of tin,

I’d maybe find the courage

To face the world again.

If I can find the magic

That lies deep inside of me,
Then maybe I can make my dreams

Become reality.

 

So, I’m going back to Oz,

If only in my mind;

A simple place where my poor heart

Won’t get left behind. I’ll take

That winding road to happiness

Where I can freely roam

To where the answer waits

To find my way back home.