Wandering home

i could be a traveler
taking weary roads
where no one goes

i could
be a hermit
hiding away
in a dusty hole

waiting
for you to call me
bring me in
and remind me

all roads
lead to home
to your arms
when we're alone

all roads
lead to home
take me in
on your own

i could be a sailor
on the roughest seas
that no one dares go

i could
be an explorer
getting lost
on the horizon

searching
for the familiar
in an alien
unknown shore

but all roads
lead to home
in your arms
when we're alone

all roads
lead to home
take me in
make me strong

wherever i go
i will find you
whatever i do
my compass
points to you

every journey
that i take
will bring me
right there next to you
because

all roads
lead to home
to your arms
where we can be alone