I'm in a journey,
Journey back home.
Back home to my roots,
Roots when they were grown,
Grown up now I am,
I'm heading back again,
Again to where my life had began.
Began, as a small plant,
Plant now grows into tree,
Tree that has being slowly nurtured,
Nurtured and then will be set free.
Free I am here,
Here just on my own,
Own, but I wouldn't have grown,
If, you wouldn't have shown,
Shown me what to see.
See what is right!
Right to see the bright.
Bright light shown on me,
On me it feels like a flower with glee.
Glee are all, all around me.
Me I'm heading back again,
Back to those roots,
Where I had started my journey.
