What's the point
Of living this world
Of quiting my job
I've left my old mother

To reach a star
That don't seem to shine
But I feel it inside
Yes my day will come

They can laugh when I say that
They can talk on me all night
I'm fading

In some parts it can get hard
Guess I might need some time
To pack up my bags

Don't you know
The way back home
Sometimes it feels so hard to find

Another road
To come back home
I just need one more song to write