When the thorn bush turns white, that′s when I'll come home

I am going out to see what I can sow

And I don′t know where I'll go and I don't know what I′ll seeBut I′ll try not to bring it back home with me

Like the morning sun, your eyes will follow me

As you watch me wander, curse the powers that be

'Cause all I want is here and now, but it′s already been and gone

Our intentions always last that bit too long

Far, far away, no voices sounding

No one around me and you're still there

Far, far away, no choices passing

No time confounds me and you′re still there

In the full moon's light, I listen to the stream

And in between the silence hear you calling me

But I don′t know where I am and I don't trust who I've been

But if I come home, how will I ever leave?