The Way Home
Mo Lowda & The Humble
So long ago, I walked the beaches with my little toes
And I still got love; an ever-present fire burning in my soul
For the land I’ve treaded, and the way I’m headed
I got nothing to lose, it’s got me breakin’ the rules
I’m always searchin’ for clues
I don’t know the way on home from here
But I got it in my memory, so clear
No, I don’t know the way to home
From all the places I’ve been through the years
But I’ll find my way
Memories once so vivid, well they tend to fade away
Footprints we leave behind are taken by the wind in a day
As I breathe for a second, I’m attempting to recollect
I don’t know the way on home from here
But I got it in my memory, so clear
No, I don’t know the way to home
From all the places I’ve been through the years
But I’ll find my way
If there’s one thing I know
Before we get old, we’ll paint these streets with gold
We’ll find a way home