I come stumbling in like a prodigal son
that's where I'll begin
I didn't know I was looking for someone
to show me my place

Short on affection
and a long way from home
the path to perfection
was a way I hadn't thought of before
until the first emmrace

Like a fog that's finally lifting
I could feel my burdens shifting
and now...

chorus:
I carry it all
to my Candy Guru
I carry it all
to my Candy Guru

the apple was bitten
primed and smitten
by a sense of belonging somewhere
I didn't deserve

Now with a look that makes me
an image that takes me
into the realm of possibly finding out who I might be
but then...
who can tell?

Let the kowtows never cease
like a peasant to his hands and knees
I fall

(chorus)

Let the kowtows never cease
like a peasant to his hands and knees
I crawl

(chorus)