Texty: Dishwalla. Find Your Way Back Home.

There used to be a time
You're the only one that you could see
You built a wall to keep you free
You saw it all so perfectly

You divided everything
You had into a thousand parts or names
Made it easier to place the blame
But it never really was the same

But you forgot the reason why
You had to be alone to breathe
Something from your history
Or have you lost your memory?

Now it seems your baggage
Is the only thing than you can bring
You had a lie for everything
And now your world is crumbling

So now you find you're on your own
You find you're on your own
Trying to find your way back home
Trying to find your way back

You used to talk to God
But you gave up 'cause you couldn't see
Couldn't get from A to B
But were you ever really listening?

Enough's enough, you know
But then you never really had enough
Something more to fill you up
Maybe just a smaller cup

So now you find you're on your own
You find you're on your own
Trying to find your way back home
Trying to find your way back home

Used to think that
You would never be alone
But you're losing control
You find it hard to see at all
To find your way back

So now you find you're on your own
You find you're on your own
Trying to find your way back home
Trying to find your way back home

Used to be a time
When you divided everything you had
You had a lie for everything
Or were you ever really listening?

You used to talk to God
But you gave up
Then you really never had enough
Or have you lost your memory, memory?

But now you found you're on your own
Find your way back home