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Here I am.
Trying to find my way back home.
Looks like I'm on my own.
Have to find my own way
I know I'll know it when I find it,
but that's all.
I'm having a little problem here...
little bit lost you see.
But it looks like I'm going to have to find my own way.
Can't ask people for directions.
Everyone I ask keeps telling me
opposite ways to go.
When I try to follow them I find myself going
around and around and around
in circles. Never getting anywhere,
having that old "deja vu all over again!"
One thing that makes it difficult
is that I don't really remember where I came from.
Now if only I could remember a little something about it,
where it was, which way I came to get here,
and little things like that,
I think maybe it would help a lot.
And I do think I sorta, maybe-- recognize a
landmark here and there--
And of all the things everybody tells me about which way to go,
seems like I do pick up a few helpful hints from them all.
So with little bits of the map here and little bits there,
and what with me piecing them all together
so they make sense to me,
so I can understand them enough to keep me traveling on,
I am getting there. I feel it.
I can almost smell the air of home atmospheres.
The closer I get,
the more familiar things are.
The closer I get,
the more I see of all those others
holding also their crazy quilt maps,
all pieced up, and sewn together.
I recognize them, and they do me too.
We smile at each other. And nod.
We wish each other a good journey.
We say to one another with a friendly grin,
"Happy trails!"
:-)