how many times havent i given it a try   just to fall back into the same line   into the same direction   i've been walking this street since i i was born   thought if i'd find the right way   the answers would come along   but i was wrong      'cause every day is a new way of asking   how the hell did i get here   and what is the reason      then you look at me and i can finally see   it's like i understand, the person that i am and   why i got here,    why it was ment to be this way   and no matter the tears from the passed years   'cause the road i walked on was leading me home   i was walking home to you      how many nights havent i spent wondering   only to end up where i started to think   where i always begin   i've crossed many roads and learned my lessions   thought if i stopped asking myself   i'd wake up happy someday    but i was never OK       and every day is a new way of feeling   butterflies in the springtime    and rain when it's cold      then you look at me and i can finally see   it's like i understand, the person that i am and   why i got here,    why it was ment to be this way   and no matter the tears from the passed years   'cause the road i walked on was leading me home   i was walking home to you      i used to sit here asking, and wondering,    asking, and wondering   again and again and again       then you look at me and i can finally see   it's like i understand, the person that i am and   why i got here,    why it was ment to be this way   and no matter the tears from the passed years   'cause the road i walked on was leading me home   i was walking home to you      i was walking home to you   to you   to you   to you