Try to stay between the lines,
Avoid the pitfalls and the mines.
Don't know which way to go,
But when I find out, I'm sure to let you know.
The wheels roll by and they stutter,
At the road kill in the gutter,
The moving pictures in the frame,
Through my window look the same,
Still I can't find my way home,
Still I can't find my way home.
The earth, the sky, the wind and rain,
The silos stacked up with the grain.
The fields, the trees, the ice and the snow,
A cow, a horse, a buffalo.
I throw my heart up to the sky,
And I hope that it can fly,
The barbed wire fence, a highway sign,
I guess this road's no friend of mine,
I can't find my way home,
Still I can't find my way home.
The winter wind begins to sing,
A song I know from long ago.
I told you I'd be there for you,
I know you've had to wait,
I just hope, I just hope I'm not too late.
Well my past is written in my name,
But these roads that I've built,
Just take me back from where I came.
I try to stay the same, I know I'm not to blame.
Still I can't find my way home,
No I can't find my way home,
Can't find my way, Can't find my way,
Can't find my way home.