how many times havent i given it a try

just to fall back into the same line

into the same direction

i've been walking this street since i i was born

thought if i'd find the right way

the answers would come along

but i was wrong



'cause every day is a new way of asking

how the hell did i get here

and what is the reason



then you look at me and i can finally see

it's like i understand, the person that i am and

why i got here, 

why it was ment to be this way

and no matter the tears from the passed years

'cause the road i walked on was leading me home

i was walking home to you



how many nights havent i spent wondering

only to end up where i started to think

where i always begin

i've crossed many roads and learned my lessions

thought if i stopped asking myself

i'd wake up happy someday 

but i was never OK 



and every day is a new way of feeling

butterflies in the springtime 

and rain when it's cold



then you look at me and i can finally see

it's like i understand, the person that i am and

why i got here, 

why it was ment to be this way

and no matter the tears from the passed years

'cause the road i walked on was leading me home

i was walking home to you



i used to sit here asking, and wondering, 

asking, and wondering

again and again and again 



then you look at me and i can finally see

it's like i understand, the person that i am and

why i got here, 

why it was ment to be this way

and no matter the tears from the passed years

'cause the road i walked on was leading me home

i was walking home to you



i was walking home to you

to you

to you

to you