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.