Roots

She climbs into her 2002 SUV Only 5,000 kilometers left but it's all she needs For the fourth time she's ready to leave the city Heading out to find herself at age 23 First she went to Greece to smell the olive trees Then to Thailand and to Mexico to be by the sea Now a cross-continental drive will help she thinks Help me find myself at age 23 Will you fly the whole world round? Will you wear through the soles of your boots? Never looking to find yourself by putting down roots Through the rockies and the prairies she leaves no trace Marvelling at the joy on each friendly face Surely one of these fine towns must be the place Where she shall come to know herself in time and space Will you fly the whole world round? Will you wear through the soles of your boots? Never looking to find yourself by putting down roots When finally she reaches the Atlantic shore It feels so familiar has she been here before? What if she can't find what she's looking for? And what if she returns home unchanged once more? Will you fly the whole world round? Will you wear through the soles of your boots? Never looking to find yourself Always looking all by yourself Never looking to find yourself by putting down roots