This life of mine likes to wonder, The journey never comes back around,

Twenty years I left my hometown, Never thought to return to it now,

Distant people warn me somehow, On the backs of memories,

How it could never be what it was, How I could never return to the scene,

Circumstances found me back in my old parent's house, Rummaging through what to toss or keep,

I swear after this then never again, I will go far away and roam,

The key they had given me still fit in the lock, but the house no longer felt like home,