It's hard to think straight with the noise
I guess I'll have to talk over the noise
In a room full of choices I could make
Sits a chance or two I know I'll never take
Maybe it's time I wrote a letter back home, back home
It may be late and out-of-date, but they'll know
I'm alright, though out of sight
It's hard to find answers in these times
With everything color-coded, and dislexic in it's rhymes
I'd rather trust a voice I grew to hear
Ever clearer with the passing of the years
Maybe it's time I wrote a letter back home, back home
It may be late and out-of-date, but they'll know
That I still care, somewhere out there
I know I'm not the only one
Who feels ungrounded, in my heart
I think I know love when I see it
'cause it glows in the dark
Maybe it's time I wrote a letter back home