Looking for my way home
Been looking for it everywhere
I've gone
Looking for a way back inside
Can't find the locks,
windows are too high
I'm looking for a new routine
With early mornings and plenty of sleep
I'm looking for my way home
I'm looking for your an swer soft
But I know you can't be
In your way, you see
And I know I won't mind
In your place tonight
I'm looking for a mas
ter plan
Something to build with my own hands
I'm looking for a place of my own
I'll sow some seeds
where the vines have all grown
You will laugh and you'll
shake your head
I'll try my best to be a farming man
I'm looking for my sanity
Maybe I'll find it in you and me
But I know it can't be
Just in your place, you see
And I know if it's not right
Then I won't fight
Cause the air in the fall
is like picking up stone
And the cold, when it blinks,
is all the time we'll need
Looking for my way home
Looking for everything I've done
I'm looking for a peace of mind
Out of the city, away from the light
I'm looking for a new routine
Away past my vanity
I'm looking for a place to be
Maybe I'll find it in you and me
And I know it can't be
in the old place you'll see
But I know I won't mind
in the old place you'll find