It doesn’t matter where you roam
when no one’s left to call you home
I might have strayed a bit too far
I’m counting all the moon-lit stars
I’m a little lost at sea
I’m a little birdie in a big ol’ tree
ain’t nobody looking for me
here out on the highway
But I will be found
I will be found
when my time comes down
I will be found
Somedays I think it’s all okay
some nights I throw it all away
I saw a face and I could tell
my ghost had left her town as well
I’m a little lost at sea
I’m a little birdie in a big ol’ tree
ain’t nobody looking for me
here out on the highway
But I will be found
I will be found
when my time comes down
I will be found
I’m a little lost at sea
I’m little birdie in a big ol’ tree
ain’t nobody looking for me
here out on the highway
Maybe I’m a runaway train
maybe I’m feather in a hurricane
maybe it’s a long play game, but maybe that’s a good thing
‘Cause I will be found
I will be found
when my time comes down
I will be found
So I keep running ‘til my run is gone
keep on riding ‘til I see that dawn
and I will be found
I will be found
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