everything’s so bitter here
and home ain’t in the heart
to settle was my mission here
but I was failing from the start
I’ve explored every hillside
every canyon, every road
but all my senses tell me
I’ve all I need to go
I read about Philemon
and Paul, and the slave
sometimes I think I’m like him
and I won’t settle ‘til my grave
but the river is wide and calling
and the route, I know, is slow
but all my senses tell me
I’ve all I need to go
her eyes were cherries
her words were a rose
to every one I could relate
I was fixated on her prose
at first I listened dearly
but the thorns, they took their toll
and now I realize it’s pointless
I’ve all I need to go
down by the water
and the fountain, and the square
I didn’t need nothin’ else
I had it all right there
and I need to get back there
it surely is my home
there’s no reason to hesitate
I’ve all I need to go
