Each attempt to write home finds the letter addressed to me.
I turn around and around and around
Until I choose my home, for now,
Like my childhood dog before leaving all fours to rest.
I will rest here, at peace, somewhat,
Until I rise and continue my journey home.
Each attempt to write home finds the letter addressed to me.
I turn around and around and around
Until I choose my home, for now,
Like my childhood dog before leaving all fours to rest.
I will rest here, at peace, somewhat,
Until I rise and continue my journey home.