Place To Call My Home - Dan Sartain

I can feel the Earth is moving

I can hear the road is calling

I can taste the leaves and pollen

Price of gas will soon be rising

And on the way we’ll find our home

Find a place to be alone

All I wanted was to roam

Find a place to call my

I can see the sky is falling

I can hear the music playing

Taste the waste, the man is preaching

End is near but out of reach

And on the way we’ll find our home

Find a place to be alone

All I wanted was to roam

Find a place to call my

I can see that things are changing

I keep hearing something saying

«Can't you place the soft refrain

That something’s wrong inside my brain»

But on the way we’ll find our home

Find a place to be alone

All I wanted was to roam

And find a place to call my home

All I wanted was to roam

All I wanted was to roam

All I wanted was to roam

And find a place to call my home