Wandering Song

I can hear you in the morning
Singing through my window like a bird
When the wind blows through my curtains
I can feel you moving through the room
But I just want to see your face tonight

I've been seeking fame and fortune
Drinking from the tables of the kings
Thought I've reached the depths of wisdom
But I'm still lost, oh, I don't have a clue
Until I find my way back home to you

If I can see your face, if I can hear you cry
If I knew what to say, if I can ease my mind
I can find my way back home to you
I can find my way back home to you