My home is not a highwayA straight road to followOn well-known lawn pavementsI roam through wide open spaceWith no maps or foot tracksNo turn backs, I'm indeedI'm still out here and I'm still moving alongStill wanderingI'm still out here and I'm still keeping onStill wanderingI am not lost, I'm still just wanderingMy aim is distant, far awayI'm believing in long reachesI'm leaning in and I'm hanging onI'm still out here and I'm still moving alongStill wanderingI'm still out here and I'm still keeping onStill wanderingI am not lost, I'm still just wanderingWhere I go, I am not certainYet I know I will be foundWhere I go, I am not certainYet I know, all in good timeAll in good timeAnd if this is being lost, then may I never be foundI'm still out here and I'm still moving alongStill wanderingI'm still out here and I'm still keeping onStill wanderingI am not lost, I'm still just wandering*