Wandering

I find myself on the road again

The wind has blown us astray, my friend

I carry my love close to my heart

But we've drifted apart

I know that I'll miss scenes like these

The smells from the shops and the wind in the trees

There's places I don't expect to return

And bridges I hope will never be burned

When the world seems out of touch

When the pressure's building up

When I've spent the last of my luck

I go wandering

If I was braver, I'd speak my whole mind

But all a coward's got is time

So I wait and I wait for the moment to pass

It moves too quickly to grasp

Desperate as a weed

I turn towards the sun

But to follow it 'til the end, I

Turn my back to everyone

When the world seems out of touch

When the pressure's building up

When I've spent the last of my luck

When the world seems out of touch

When the pressure's building up

When I've spent the last of my luck

Wish I was made of stronger stuff

That's when I go wandering