Wanderer

I've been wandering the forest I think I've been going in circles I'm starting to recognize things Maybe I should slow down Maybe I should build a fire As a beacon to all my troubles I watch the smokey gray rise through the trees Toward the black of night and the stars I've been trying to please I don't mind wandering But could I at least know where I'm going? Whatever's out there Woah-oh, speak to me Whoever's out there Woah-oh, say something Oh wanderer You don't have a gypsy soul You're a pioneer in a peddler's clothes Oh wanderer You don't have a gypsy soul You might be lost now but you have a home You might be lost now but you have a home I watch the smokey gray rise through the trees Toward the black of night and the stars I've been trying to please I don't mind wandering But could I at least know where I'm going? Whoever's out there Woah-oh, speak to me Whatever's out there, Woah-oh, say something Oh wanderer You don't have a gypsy soul You're a pioneer in a peddler's clothes Oh wanderer You don't have a gypsy soul You might be lost now but you have a home You might be lost now but you have a home By a sliver of a moon A faint ray of light through the treetops A gleam above the hills Nothing says I'll survive but I won't stop I'm almost home I'm almost home I'm almost home I'm almost home I'm almost home, almost home, almost home I might be lost now but I have a home