The Wanderer Who Wishes To Be Lost
I am a wanderer in search of a home
Yet a free soul that wishes to roam.
I am a girl from small town in the middle of nowhere
And whenever I leave I can't help but stare.
Cities with skyscrapers five miles high
Only encourges my wish of that I could fly.
I am a person who has seen two oceans in one year,
I have performed for the Globetrotter and Disney with no fear
And have been gone for weeks and have not shed one tear.
I am a person who worries where the wind might take them
For that others would look at me and only condemn.
From Paris to Beijing, I want to see it all
And with faith in who I am I will surely stand tall.
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