Poverty's No Crime - The Distant Call lyrics

I have seen a thousand dreams believe me they were real I have touched the skys in foreign lands It seemed as if they were friends of mine Do they belong to me ? I made my days with hands embraced While shadows cover the way I go To get the choice to choose my place Reminds me of what my father said : "You don't belong to me" Do I belong somewhere at all ? How many roads how many dreams Led into the night ? It's getting so hard to find! End of a mile - the start of a new No one is immune To the longing for other lands It's an odyssey it's my own desire Do I have roots to return to ? Certain skys and secret ways All the things we don't understand We waste our lives and sell our dreams but were we do belong I don't know Do they belong to me ? How many roads how many dreams Led into the night ? It's getting so hard to find! End of a mile - the start of a new No one is immune To the longing for other lands It's an odyssey it's my own desire Tell me where I do belong ... How many roads how many dreams Discover the truth and bury the lies It's not the same to be where your roots are Or just anywhere