Where is my thoughts and inspiration
And where are all the good intentions
I can't express myself no longer
Strangled by lies and disbelief
Well I need time to see more clearly
To recognize the things gone missing
In times like these I have no answer
Nothing to say at all
I'm coming home, I'm coming home
I'm going back where I belong
(Now) I'm coming home, I'm coming home
I'm going back where I belong
I know exactly what it means
To find another way of living
And now I start to realize
It's not too late for new beginnings
All the callers gather here
As if to wave the sun goodbye
All the winds are blowing here
Just to make me wonder why