A Song for Buddy
May 21, 1999

What is this spirit
    moving in me?
Why am I selling myself
    for free?
            Why can't I settle down?
            Why do I have to paint the town?

Maybe there's something
    here I can't see.
Maybe there's something
    changing in me.
            Something crying to be held;
            Something that knows this game all too well.

Chorus:
        Please show me the way!
        Show me the home where I'm longing to stay.
        Show me the hand that's guiding and loving
        Far, far away from this world that means nothing.

Deep in my heart
    I know there's an answer.
This life that I'm living
    is fatal as cancer.
            Somethings stirring in me;
            something is trying to set my heart free.

Chorus:
        Please show me the way!
        Show me the home where I'm longing to stay.
        Show me the hand that's guiding and loving
        Far, far away from this world that means nothing.

My soul is an arrow
    freed from the bow.
Where it will end and imbed
    I don't know.
            Is this flight ending soon?
            Or will it fly past the stars and the moon?

Chorus:
        Please show me the way!
        Show me the home where I'm longing to stay.
        Show me the hand that's guiding and loving
        Far, far away from this world that means nothing....

Show me the hand, that's guiding and loving;
Far, far away, from this world which means...
...nothing.