I see a fork down in the road
And I can tell I won't find home either way I go
A vessel housing kindred wars
My mind embracing what's in store for better or worse
"Give in. Why won't you listen to what's been written?"
This single question is why I live
Someone take me by the hand
Give me direction, I've been longing all my life
Someone help me understand
The voice of reason to divulge what's wrong and right
The black and white mix into gray
The opposing forces tend to fray, but they keep me sane
As I am pulled between extremes
I know time is counting down on me
I need room to breathe
My life on the line
I know it's time
To make up my mind
Just give me a sign
Someone take me by the hand
Give me direction, I've been longing all my life
Someone help me understand
The voice of reason to divulge what's wrong and right
If the man I'm supposed to be is certain
Why do I feel like my future isn't written in stone?
Tell me, where do I find home?
The day that I was born
My destiny told me
The safe road that I'm banking on
Is where I belong
But now I'm grown
I'm not a perfect soul
I'd say I'm more lost than most
I'm breaking the mold, but broken and torn
The truth that I believe
I wear on different sleeves
The threads I have sewn have left me alone
Because no one will ever take my hand
I'm left to venture on my own to find the light
No one will ever understand
The path I choose means that the other is denied
If the man I'm supposed to be is certain
Why do I feel like my future isn't written in stone?
Tell me, where do I find home?