Stranded, lost, fumbling to find the way back,
‘Tis too dark to see, too lonely to ask,
The way back to your heart, once that I called home,
The grass, the road, the river, the shore,
I cross it all in the hope that I will find you,
The eyes moist, voice cracked, all I wonder is,
As I shout out to the skies, from the depths of my soul,
Will I ever know where you belong.