do I know how it feels
to go in a circle of strangers
to leave the one place you remember
that house you see as home in your heart?
every wrong road that I take
how hard it makes me want to go
leaving my soul to break
it always leads back to my home
a pointy knife in my direction
is what you think I never saw
but my eyes were open
when you decided that I couldn’t cry
my life you have made a complete mess
while you thought I was with luck blessed
tears are showing in my eyes
and from the meaning you still try to hide