I was born in the state of confusion/ I was raised in a state of grace/ I've searched the wide world over/ but I still don't know my place/ it doesn't matter where I wander/ makes no difference if I roam/ I will always look over yonder/ I will never find my true home
all my life I've been so lonesome/ the one who never fits in/ I stand by myself away from the crowd/ uncomfortable in my own skin/ every place I ever go/ I always stand alone/ living as another stranger/ I will never find my true home
I look for what I'll never see/ it's all a mystery/ knowing that I don't belong/ I try the best I can/ but I still don't understand/ how my life has turned out so damn wrong
maybe tomorrow I'll learn something new/ maybe I'll find someone to trust/ but till then my words come up empty/ they leave me stranded in the dust/ soon I'll head out in the distance/ where my mistakes are all unknown/ I only know one thing for certain/ I will never find my true home/ I will never find my true home
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