I was woken by the winter sun out this window
There's a frost on the road that i'll be traveling
I'll be takin' a bus to a plane
To fly me from this place
I must be leaving
More or less i want more i guess
We all don't and we do our best
It's time for me to be moving on
Take me home
Where i belong
I left home early vowing never to return and waved goodbye
To unfamiliar places with unknown faces there go i
I'm takin' a bus to a plane
To fly me from this place
I must be leaving
To the strangers i already know
For the summer and for the snow
That i never have to be alone at night
I know what that's like
Tonight i woke from sleeping with an emptiness inside
After all this living i feel like something's died
