Longing is a thing i understand so well
There‘s many things i know that i cannot tell
The difference between day and night has faded
The people that pass by
Don‘t look me in the eye
Tears of joy [bad word] dry
The wheel is up and turning
All i wish for today
Is a strangers‘ smile
On my way home
That fact is that i think that i hardly know
How to turn the wheel, or where to go
One step at a time
That‘s where i started
The signs we use
They mean so much to me
Even though i think they don‘t properly see
All the things worth being captured