The wind is moving, but I am standing still
A life of pages waiting to be filled
A heart that’s hopeful, a head that’s full of dreams
But this becoming is harder than it seems
Feels like I’m looking for a reason
Roaming through the night to find my place this world
place this world
to on
I to find my place this world
place this world
there knees
Among the many, still me?
where I belong?
Is there a vision I call my own?
I’m looking for a reason
Roaming through the night to find my place this world
place this world
to on
I to find my place this world
place this world
place this world
for a reason
Roaming through the night to find my place this world
place this world
to on
I to find my place this world
place this world
for a reason
Roaming through the night to find my place this world
place this world
to on
I to find my place this world
place this world
I to find my place this world
place this world!