When I do finally find myself...
And the one thing that makes my heart beat faster than you..
Can I call you home?
And pack all that I've learned in crates, and stack all my new found knowledge like books on our shelves...
And hang all that I love on our walls?

When I do finally find myself...
Not wondering why I had to walk this path alone...
Can you take my hand?
And promise me every forked path from here on on out won't keep me seperated...
From the only destination I now want to reach?

When I do finally find myself...
Driving on my own to where I need to be...
Can I turn around and come back to you?
And spread my journey out upon your desk in photographs and stories...
And look into your shining eyes like a mirror, reflecting me complete?