Home.

I'm on my way,

To nowhere.

And I need to find some sign.

Walking around,

On these two feet.

And nothing's on my mind.

I'm wandering,

Into far off worlds.

I think I'm too far gone..

I'll find a way,

To call you maybe.

Tell you what I've found.

Moving around,

On broken wings,

My heart is where I go.

Searching for that lonely place,

Somehow I will know.

This is home.

This is home.

This is home.

I'm trying to,

Reach a restful place.

And sleep away my years.

I hope to find,

Somebody there.

Whose mind thinks like mine.

Maybe when I,

Reach that land.

I come back to take you there.

Maybe it seems,

I'm searching too hard.

Maybe I'm already here.

Moving around,

On broken wings,

My heart is where I go.

Searching for that lonely place,

Somehow I will know.

This is home.

This is home.

This is home.

The streets my own,

That restul baritone,

Maybe this is it for me,

This is where I belong.

This is home.