Find My Way Home

I've been underwater I've been under siege Grasping onto nightmares Thinkin' they were dreams In a crowd of people I've been all alone Lookin' at my wasteland But sitting at its throne Even in the exile of grief I've seen such beautiful things I'm I'm tryin' I'm I'm tryin' To find my way home What's left of home Heart's broken to pieces Everywhere I looked was grey Everything comes in seasons even The deepest of pain Even in the exile of grief I've seen such wonderful things I'm I'm tryin' I'm I'm tryin' To find my way home What's left of home Stepping stones and quiet coves They lead me back to you And even in a memory I know that isn't true But in a quiet moment Or a long and restless sleep I get the faintest whisper That you've come on back to me I'm I'm tryin' I'm I'm tryin' To find my way home