Looking outside the window,
Wondering where I should go,
My mind is in a thousand places,
And some I will get to call home,
The days pass and this feeling doesn’t go.
There’s somewhere I’m meant to be,
Something I am meant to be doing,
where my wings are free,
To start anew and to feel released.
A place or a state where I thrive just being me,
I can hear the call it’s time to live out my dreams,
I don’t know when this will be,
It is very soon, there’s no escaping,
Closing old endings and opening new beginnings.