Well I was young
Well I was young and naive
Because I was told
Because I was told, so I believed
I was told there's only one road that leads me home
And the truth was a cave, on the mountain side
And I'd seek it out 'til the day I die

I was bound
I was bound and determined
To be the child
To be the child that you wanted
And I was blind to every sign that you left for me to find
And the truth became a tool, that I held in my hand
And I wielded it but did not understand

I was tired of giving morе than you gave to me
And I desirеd a truth I wouldn't have to seek
But in the silence I heard you calling out to me