Wandering

I'm hearing old
Whispers in my ear
I'm leaving out those eager sounds
Though I fear they know where I am

I’ve never known
What I will find out there
I want to see what’s left for me
Out there, take me somewhere else

Every path leads the same way
And always ends when I begin wandering
Do you listen, are you there again
I see no trails, but I hear the voices

Every path leads the same way
And always ends when I begin wandering
Do you listen, are you there again
I see no trails, but I hear the voices

Every path leads the same way
And always ends when I begin wandering
So take my hand and lead the way again
I see no trails, but I hear the voices