The Path Home
Lately I don't know,
my wrong from my right.
and that rain is so cold,
a dark and stormy sight.
I'm talking to myself,
saying "everything's alright."
but I'm trying not to drown.
How that rain beats me down.
I have to keep on fighting these waves until I drown.
It seems as though I'm drowning on dry land.
Oh I'm swimming,
against the wind.
I'm hoping that I can save my soul.
im wishing that,
I find the path back home.
This dark storm is chasing me,
everywhere I go.
I'm wondering...
my wrong from my right.
and that rain is so cold,
a dark and stormy sight.
I'm talking to myself,
saying "everything's alright."
but I'm trying not to drown.
How that rain beats me down.
I have to keep on fighting these waves until I drown.
It seems as though I'm drowning on dry land.
Oh I'm swimming,
against the wind.
I'm hoping that I can save my soul.
im wishing that,
I find the path back home.
This dark storm is chasing me,
everywhere I go.
I'm wondering...