like a sea breeze i have traveled
far from the land where i was born
in the sea found no redemption
making waves i've been torn

only so far that i can travel
before i've had my fill of being on the road

i'm coming home

God forgive me i'm a critic
oh how i love to compare
lost the race for perfection
traded grace for what's fair

only so far that i can travel
before i've had my fill of this dry and dusty road

turn me on to the world as it is
not the world as i want it to be
let me live the life that's mine to live
and not the life that was sold to me