Had coffee in Seattle
Wrote a song in Tennessee, well
I spent a week in Houston
And I watched too much TV
I meet a lot of people, well
But still feel all alone
And I want to find my way back home
I rode a bus through Kansas
Got a ticket in St. Paul
Played a show in Carolina
Where I had no voice at all
The reason why I started, yeah
Seems so long ago
And I want to find my way back home, yeah
Oh-oh-oh...
I want to find my way back home, yeah
I know there's something missing
And I know that I need
To find my way back home
Find my way back home
I dream about the day
When I will fall to my knees
At the feet of a friend
'Cause maybe there's a chance
That we could sing together again
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Oh-oh-oh...
I want to find my way back home, yeah
Oh-oh-oh...
I want to find my way back home
Oh-oh-oh...
I want to find my way back home, yeah
Yeah, I want to find my way back home
I want to find my way back home
Wanna find my way
Gotta find my way back home...