Wandering
Walking homeward. When will I see my home again?

I've been tortured. When will I see your face again?

Always backward. When will I walk home again?

I've been tortured. take me home where I belong.



Who knows when we are coming home?

I don't pretend to know.



Always further. When will I walk through my front door?

I've been tortured. Take me back to your arms again.



I've been wandering back to you