I don't know my way home

Well I've got open eyes and an open door
But I don't know what I'm searching for
I should know by now

Well I've a big old heart this I know for sure
But I don't know what my love is for
I should know by now

Well I wait in line so I can wait some more
Till I can't remember what I came here for
But I can't leave now cause I've a light that shines
And a love so pure
But I don't know what to use them for
I should know by now

Well it's hard to find a reason, when all you have is doubts
Hard to see inside yourself when can't see your way out
Hard to find an answer when the question won't come out

Everyone's filling me up with noise, I don't know what they're talking about


You see all I need's a whisper in a world that only shouts

Somos

Cuánto somos. Cómo somos.
Cuántas las cosas que nos definen.
Cuáles las que realmente nos forman
Cuántas dejamos que nos definan
Cuántas veces nos perdemos en describir (nos)
Qué somos cuando desvestimos
Cuáles exigencias. Cuántas etiquetas.
Cuánto somos. De qué somos.
Cuáles somos en la oscuridad.


Quienes somos
Cuando nos vamos


Cuáles somos

Cuántos somos
En un mismo cuerpo