Searching for a meaning,
road became our home.
Having roots nowhere,
we had everywhere to go.
And I am on my way,
to believing,
and I am on my way,
to believing...
In Better days
I feel them in the air
Better days
I feel them on my skin
Better days
for all of us my dear
Better days,
believe in better days...
Pour some soul,
over these new found bones.
Open the door,
and know what your heart already knows...