I'm walking on the streets I've grown,
But it doesn't feel like where I belong.
I've spent my life in this land,
Where I used to call my own.
Everything I knew now feels so strange,
Lost in a place that would never change.
I wander through the present,
While my mind's somewhere else.
Why can't I feel my roots right here?
I'm stepping on my homeland wondering,
If this is my home or just a place to roam.
I hear a voice out there whispering.
Even when I know this place, there's something out there calling me,
Waiting to say to me, "Welcome home."
A journey is waiting for me and I'll be there,
So I won't feel like a native foreigner,
So I won't feel like a native foreigner.
Speaking a language we shared,
But they can't get what I say,
Though we share the same tongue,
I feel disconnected again.
In the middle of voices all around,
A sea of worlds, shallow and vast,
In the crowds I stand alone,
Speaking a language, but not my own.
Why can't I feel my roots right here?
I'm stepping on my homeland wondering,
If this is my home or just a place to roam.
I hear a voice out there whispering
Even when I know this place, there's something out there calling me,
Waiting to say to me, "Welcome home."
A journey is waiting for me and I'll be there,
So I won't feel like a native foreigner,
So I won't feel like a native foreigner.
So I'll be looking for that place, I hear the echoes calling me,
Showing the way, where I'm meant to be,
And my soul and heart can be truly free.
Even when I know this place, there's something out there calling me,
Waiting to say to me, "Welcome home."
A journey is waiting for me and I'll be there,
So I won't feel like a native foreigner,
So I won't feel like a native foreigner
I won't feel like a native foreigner