I'm looking for a story worth telling
I'm searching for a lesson to learn
I'm working for an end to all my sorrow
I'm impatiently waiting for my turn
it doesn't matter where I wander
makes no difference if I roam
I will always look over yonder
I will find my own way home
I used to believe that I was losing
I thought nothing could ever go my way
I used to settle for nothing
I don't feel like that today
it doesn't matter where I wander
makes no difference if I roam
I will always look over yonder
I will find my own way home
now I look up at the open sky
and stare out at the endless blue
and realize that I am just beginning
to know exactly what I can do
it doesn't matter where I wander
makes no difference if I roam
I will always look over yonder
I will find my own way home
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