I know a new place
doesn't guarantee a new life

                               A new
                                           skyline
is nothing but a
fine line
Between
                    where I am
and
         where I was

I know that a new bed
won't put to rest the
chaos
                          inside my head

But
can
you
really
say,
you wouldn't
see this the same
way?

                              I've been looking for home
since the day I was born
                    Can you blame me for hoping
these new walls would take me there?