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