Home
At the fork
Stuck at the bottom of the road
With a hill to climb
Too high to wait, till when I'm old
Going where the wind blows
Going where the wind blows
Home
Gonna let it push me
Gonna let it lead me
Home
I'm looking out
To a place above the alpines
Unexplored
By my own
Sorry sights
Standing out
Like a lightning rod
Still aflame
By the burns I've got
Going where the wind blows
Going where the wind blows
Home
Gonna let it push me
Gonna let it lead me
Home.
Writer/s: Kevin Henthorn
