This is my confession- we all want acceptance, to know that we are us and they are them

I am a wanderer, crossing borders. My home today will be tomorrow just another place I've been

I have always been a traveler. A gypsy peddling my wares

The trinkets I've taken, treasures I've found, burdens I bear

I can't tell you where I'm going. I don't know myself

I won't tell a lie, only testify to where I am now

This is my story- it is all a journey. And the road goes on beyond and before

My beginning is someone else's ending. I tell you what I know and now it is yours

I have always been a traveler. A gypsy peddling my wares

The trinkets I've taken, treasures I've found, burdens I bear

Can't tell you where I'm going. I wish I knew myself

But I won't tell a lie, only testify to the place I am now

This is the gypsy's code: Wherever you are is home

I have always been a traveler. A gypsy peddling my wares

The trinkets I've taken, treasures I've found, burdens I bear

I won't tell you where I'm going. I wish I knew myself

But I won't tell a lie, only testify to where I am now