It's been 17 days since I left my old home
I went searching for riches, for diamond and gold
But this tiresome adventure has taken my soul


Now I'm trying to get back, but there's hardly a chance
That I'll find the old house I built with my own hands

Traveled cross water and dry desert sands
The only thing right is right here where I stand


The stray cats and dogs, well they come and they go
The people don't speak, the wind doesn't blow
Walking deep through the wastelands where nothing can grow


Now I'm trying to get back, but there's hardly a chance
That I'll find the old house I built with my own hands

Traveled cross water and dry desert sands
The only thing right is right here where I stand


Well the demons I met as I travel this path
From where they had come from I made them go back
It's hard to keep going when there's no end in sight

And you barely survive through the night

Now I'm trying to get back, but there's hardly a chance

That I'll find the old house I built with my own hands
Traveled cross water and dry desert sands
And the only thing right is right here where I stand


It's been 17 days since I tried to go home
I am hopelessly lost, I wander and roam

Right here where I stand, I stand here alone