At seventeen she ran away to the city
Thought she would find herself there
Scared and afraid, she pan-handled all day
To get enough for a one-way fare

And a taxi to the nearest Greyhound bus
Made a call, Mom said, please come home to us

I'm searching, I'm travelling
My life's been unravelling
I still don't know where this will lead
Enjoying the weather
I'll get it together so don't worry
I'll send you a postcard
From my journey to me

Crawled through the desert and swam in the ocean
Tried meditation and a few magic potions
Marched at the White house against the attacks
Sent a call out to Buddha but he never called back

And now I'm thinking there must be something I have missed
What do you think of all this

I'm searching, I'm travelling
My life's been unravelling
I still don't know where this will lead
Enjoying the weather
I'll get it together so don't worry
I'll send you a postcard
From my journey to me

Oh, if you can't find the answers from anyone else
You'll just have to see for yourself

Under a blanket and up on a mountain
A sleeping bag prayer where she drank from the fountain
Though about Sunday school, thought about Jesus
Love that's so simple, grace that's so genius

And just like those ruby slippers you know
The answers were there in her soul

I'm searching, I'm travelling
But I'm not unravelling
I still don't know where this will lead
Enjoying the weather
It feels like forever
Since I've seen Tennessee

This is the last of my postcards
I'll be back home by the next star
I love you with all of my heart
Sincerely, me