Empty Roads

Wrapped up in the thick of it, Caught up, set on making it. Voice ready to hit the stage, but wouldn't have conversations. Back home I kept selling it, like the road was always glamorous. But starting to pray for change, I hardly could tell the days then. So I packed up, threw my life in a bag. Forgot the rest of the commitments I had. But when I saw you, the first question you asked was, How'd it all go? And what brings you home? I wanna know what brings you home. Traveled all the empty roads and now you know, This life was not your own. I wanna know what brings you home. Traveled all the empty roads and now you know, This life was not your own. Not ready to take another day. When the walls all look the same to me, I'll break from the lane that's stalling me. When you call from heights I never reached, I'll swing for the fence beyond defeat. When the walls all look the same to me, I'll break from the lane that's stalling me. Wrapped up the loose ends of it, Backed off the games and pretenses. Stopped making my life a stage, to start getting my head on straight again. Tiptoed before I could step in, Lord knows the places that I've been. Priorities rearranged, I'm not willing to bend and break again. So I packed up, threw my life in a bag. Forgot the rest of the commitments I had. And when I saw you, the direction you had was, Let it all go, and let me guide you home. I wanna know what brings you home. Traveled all the empty roads and now you know, This life was not your own. I wanna know what brings you home. Traveled all the empty roads and now you know, This life was not your own. So what good is it, if I gain the whole world but I lose my soul? And what could I give, but the breath in my lungs to give praise to the son who let me see, When the walls all looked the same to me. I'll break from the lane that's stalling me. When you call from heights I never reached, I'll swing for the fence beyond defeat.