Setde: Find my way home


Listen to me I tell you why
This city makes me cry
Gray streets and empty feeling
Angry minds, filled with lies
Here is too hard to love
Loving hearts torn apart
Rush to nowhere, no time for friends
Can we schedule when life ends

Probably there’s no city I can call my own
I just want to find my way home
Probably there’s no city I can call my own
I just want to find my way home
I just want to find my way home
I just want to find my way home

I wish that someday I can
Find that promised land
I envy those who can go home
Every time they feel alone
Maybe someday I lay on the bed
That is meant for me
And gray again is full of colors
In the place where I can feel

Probably there’s no city I can call my own
I just want to find my way home
Probably there’s no city I can call my own
I just want to find my way home
I just want to find my way home
I just want to find my way home