I'm not ready to head home.
This road is still wanting to build.
No stop signs are in sight,
The sun's still bright
And the night's are short.
My eyes are open to things.
I see every little detail.
And it scares me sometimes.
But I know my determination
Will prevail.
My mind will set sail
And embark on a mission
That will show me what I've been missin.
This road is still being built
And so therefore I'm not ready to head home.
June 21, 2010
