I ran with the wind and got lost
finding my way home is so far from now
I try to remember your face
your warm smile, and tender embrace but
so fuzzy the sands of time have made your memory
all i have left is the sense of you
many nights I pray to you, hoping you hear me
The faith I carry day to day that I will find you ....
Changes like the weather
tommarrow there is a chance but today
well today I just don't care
I want to be touched, held again
I need to know
all the fondness for my homeland but
never knowing where I came from
leads me to believe more in myself
maybe thats your plan...............