Am I ever going to get home again
So many years have passed
Acquiring hope and pain
But understanding that all is vast
Wandering the world, searching
But in truth why, what for
Finding absolutely nothing
Stuck in a revolving door
Needing to return to my roots
Back to where life is good
So, wanting to treasure its fruits
And spend time in the wood
After so long can I do it?
Could I just jump a train?
I am scared I must admit
Am I ever going to get home again?