No rose-tinted glasses
No citizen of the world
No changed personality
No following the masses
Returning culture shock
Trying to adapt
Weighing the bad and the good
Confused around the clock
Circle's a square
An old-world language
Modulates thought
Mixed-up new and old words
Different angles caught
Distant friends fade away
Keeping neighbours close
I don't know
Where home is anymore
Circle's a square
Two mother tongues
Two lands of two fathers
Two families
Have become one
No one is home
Home is anywhere
No need to go, gotta go
Circle's a square
Circle's a square
