When you ain’t got a family
And you ain’t got a home
All you can do is just roam roam roam

Into the wilderness
Feeling so wild
Searching and seeking

An abandoned child

Be strong, they say
You’re strong, they say
You’ll make it through

Fact of it is, it’s hard when it’s just you

I look to the sky
Love that clear blue horizon
Especially when I’m standing on top of a mountain

So I search and I seek
For what? you say
Love, just plain old love, a blue horizon away

Nichole Hastings