The Road Back Home

Down to the crossroad with an open mind Tails out tapes so please rewind Do you mind if I me take a closer look Add my name in blood and then close the book... Now, I don't regret so much what I said But it's sad some of it stayed inside my head Jumped the garden wall, climbed the learning tree Sleep the meadows green, high the memory Like a slave to the grind Of my own tortured mind I just look for a road back home. Wheels of life turning endlessly, Like the rivers run to the sea. Now I'm grateful to you and I tried to be true, And after all, it's good to be alive Bless my lucky star that you came my way I picked up on most what you once said. And it's always plain for the world to see There's just one place where I long to be. And I talked to the wind Where am I to begin I just pray for the road back home Wheels of time turning endlessly...