home
Journey without
Journey within
No longer know where I’m going
Just where I’ve been
I know it’s hard
It’s coming soon
A place that’s more than a suitcase
More than a room
I’m tired of running around
And so many people, so many people
I want my feet on the ground
So my visions can fly
My soul is ready, and I can finally freefall
Just you and I
Just you and I
Just you and I
Follow the road
Into the storm
When I am feeling the cold
Then you, you keep me warm
Troubadour life
Freedom to roam
Maybe the world is our stage
But you, you are my home
I’m tired of running around
And so many people, so many people
I want my feet on the ground
So my visions can fly
My soul is ready, and I can finally freefall
Just you and I
Just you and I
Just you and I
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