Brent Curran - Wondering Soul Lyrics

I am a wandering soul
No ordinary life will do
I don't have roots
I have shoes with holes

From place to place I will roam
With a place to go
And as it sounds, as it sounds
I'm ready to go

This time it might be
This time it might be
This time it might be
Maybe this time I'll be home

Home
Home
Home
She is a wandering heart

No ordinary man will do
She don't have roots
She has truth with holes
From place to place she will roam

With a place to go
And as it sounds, as it sounds
She's ready to go
This time it might be

This time it might be
This time it might be
Maybe this time I'll be home
Home

Home
Home
Home
I am, I am, I am

This wandering soul I am
Places and people that I see
You will never know
I am, I am, I am

This wandering soul I am
Places and people that I see
You will never know
I am, I am, I am

This wandering soul I am
Pieces and people that I see
You will never know
I am, I am, I am

This wandering soul I am
Pieces and people that I see
You will never know
Home

Home
Home
Home
Home

Home
Home
Home
Home