I guess we finally made it. What are we doing here?
Sweating at some stranger's; nothing seems clear.
Thirty-six long hours driving through the night.
Was it worth our efforts? Such things will cause a fight.
Maybe we'll find our answers in the ocean's waves.
But until they're revealed I'll feel a bit insane.
I miss my family back home in Illinois.
Why must we travel so far to find our joy?
It seems at every corner things they look the same.
People eating, shopping; we're all playing the same game.
But then again, why do we do anything?
Am I wasting my time sitting here rambling?
It takes a change to open up your brain.
I guess I'll leave it to God to explain.
I learned the best lesson that week with Uncle Pete.
He had what's most important, ultimate purity.
I need it now. Wash over me please.
Help me decide what for the world to bring.
I'm sorry sometimes I can get so blue.
Yours is the kind of love that pulls me through.
I will travel with you near or far.
You are forever embedded in my heart.