Growing older, we raced to escape the prison we lived in.
I hit the open road. You chose a different route.
Stayed in your room. Started using. Disappeared so deep inside your mind, it became impossible to find you.
Travelling taught me something. Circle the Earth and you’ll end up where you started. Climb the highest peak, you’ve got to come down.
It’s time you headed home. I’m here. Waiting.
And I’d love to see you once again.