Well I was young

Well I was young and naive

As I was told

As I was told so I believed

I was told there's only one road

That leads you home

And the truth was a cave

On the mountain side

And I'd seek it out until the day I died

I was bound

I was bound and determined

To be the child

To be the child you wanted

I was blind to every sign

You left for me to find

And the truth became a tool

That I held in my hand

And I wielded it but didn't I understand

I was tired

Of giving more than you gave to me

And I desired

A truth I wouldn't have to seek

In the silence I heard you calling out to me