Wander Alone br br We are sometimes called wanderers. br For across the world we roam. br Searching for the answers br Always looking for a home. br br I walk across the arid land br From morning until night br Always in search of something br To explain my lonely plight br br For I am the lonely man br And along this land I roam. br Seeking the forgiveness, br For something I have done br br Some nights I walk the street. br Watching people that I see br They seem to have everything. br Why can't that person be me? br br For I am lost, and all alone br And through the streets I roam. br Hoping to find something tomorrow br Always longing for a home. br br The tears that fill my eyes br Are always blurring my sight br This is what I get to see br Through out my empty life br br This is the way of all wanderers. br Cursed for ever and ever to roam. br Never finding what they seek. br And never having a home.