Back to the womb
The feeling of safe
Away from the tomb
And doom and gloom
We just wanna go back
To the place we first grew
Where we kicked and squirmed
Ate food at endless supply
Felt warm all the time
We want to skip ahead
To a place like this
Where we can laugh and play
Feast throughout the day
Bask in the breeze that
Feels warm, cool, crisp
Take us to the place
To the feeling of safe
Where the dogs run free
Unborn babies crawl
and the good Lord calls home
Good Lord, call us home
To the feeling of safe
Back to the womb
To the place we first grew
Where we can laugh and play and feast
Where the dogs run free
Call us back And forth we shall go