Out of Roads Song of the Prodigal Son
i just ran out of roads again
don't know where to turn
i started counting stars again
then i lost my way
i just ran out of time again
will i ever learn
to stop my chase of hours again
only to learn I've lost the day
the last thing i need is to hear
this whisper in the wind
the last thing i want is this force
that risers from within
ill need to go home soon
i know but maybe tomorrow not now
and the last thing i need here and now
is this last thing near for you
ive been rushing out with fools again too afraid to stay
i've been dreaming of some rainbows end
but the colors melt away
should my heart be like an open door
helpless to the storm
permit your wind to touch my soul only to leave this aching soul
the last thing i need is to hear
this whisper in the wind
the last thing i want is this force
that rises from within
ill need to go home soon
i know that maybe tomorrow not now
when the last thing i need here and now is this last thing i need foe you
the one thing i need is the fear the whisper in the wind
the one thing i want is your voice that rises from within
i need to go home soon to you
won't wait for tomorrow right now
for the one thing i need here and now
is this one haunting for you
this haunting need for you
don't know where to turn
i started counting stars again
then i lost my way
i just ran out of time again
will i ever learn
to stop my chase of hours again
only to learn I've lost the day
the last thing i need is to hear
this whisper in the wind
the last thing i want is this force
that risers from within
ill need to go home soon
i know but maybe tomorrow not now
and the last thing i need here and now
is this last thing near for you
ive been rushing out with fools again too afraid to stay
i've been dreaming of some rainbows end
but the colors melt away
should my heart be like an open door
helpless to the storm
permit your wind to touch my soul only to leave this aching soul
the last thing i need is to hear
this whisper in the wind
the last thing i want is this force
that rises from within
ill need to go home soon
i know that maybe tomorrow not now
when the last thing i need here and now is this last thing i need foe you
the one thing i need is the fear the whisper in the wind
the one thing i want is your voice that rises from within
i need to go home soon to you
won't wait for tomorrow right now
for the one thing i need here and now
is this one haunting for you
this haunting need for you
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Allen, Kent D Smith
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