Give me some freedom
Give me a little room to breathe
But don't believe, don't you believe the feelings have all gone
I need to be someone
I need to find what's right for me
So if I leave, you must believe i'm just searching for home
You gave all that one could give
I wish that I could live for you
Reaching you make one last try
To keep me here at your side
I can't stand to see you cry

Out on the highway
Two lonely lights break through the night
They're looking for, still searching for a face, someplace to be
"It must be my way!"
I guess I wasn't very bright
To think that I knew more of life than you knew about me
I see your face and it's gone
I felt like your place was home to me
What makes a man reach for gold
When a diamond once he did hold
Then tossed it out into the cold?

Go slow, Chris, it's your show
Use caution from the start
A lonely heart seeks the lover's part
And your play just needs someone that's a friend

And now I feel like a poem without a rhyme
Or like a clock that's losing time
Wake up, the chimes are playing the last song

Oh why, does it have to be so hard
To hold the card in high regard?
Much easier to gamble it away

And now, somehow, still searching for the face
The homey place, the warm embrace
How long do we keep searching for home?