can't really say it
all a these feelings
come and go
my sensibilities reeling

footsteps steppin out
inta the snow
going nowhere
(where else is there to go?)

going to find ya
before i'm blind
well ya know
ya can't put truth behind ya

some say you're a person
some say a goddess
i say you are the mirror
you say that i'm not modest

i wish there was a god
one that really got us
we are on our own
only on our own

still i know
i'll find my way home

still i know

i'll find my way home