Runaway Son Mike Oldfield (Ft. Chris Thompson)

Good sister, won't you let me in?
I'm in need of some warmth and shelter
It's a hard luck story, don't know where to begin
I've been riding on life's helter-skelter

Save me, Holy Mother, please, save me!
I got a heart of gold

And for your love I'd go hungry and thirsty
I need a saviour and you're the one
I throw myself into the arms of mercy
There's still hope for the runaway son

My good father, he say to me:
"Better come back to your senses
There's an empty bottle lying on the floor
And it's undermined your defences."

Save me, Holy Mother, please, save me!
I got a heart of gold

And for your love I'd go hungry and thirsty
I need a saviour and you're the one
I throw myself into the arms of mercy
There's still hope for the runaway son