The Road Back Home

Down to the crossroad with an open mind

Tails out tapes so please rewind

Do you mind if I me take a closer look

add my name in blood and then close the book...

Now, I don't regret so much what I said

but it's sad some of it stayed inside my head

Jumped the garden wall, climbed the learning tree

sleep the meadows green, high the memory

Like a slave to the grind

of my own tortured mind

I just look for a road back home.

Wheels of life turning endlessly,

like the rivers run to the sea.

Now I'm grateful to you and I tried to be true,

and after all, it's good to be alive

Bless my lucky star that you came my way

I picked up on most what you once said.

And it's always plain for the world to see

there's just one place where I long to be.

And I talked to the wind

where am I to begin

I just pray for the road back home

Wheels of time turning endlessly...