There were dreams and there were plans
I leave home to fulfill those demands
Freed the motorbike, handed keys to my dad
Leave all my friends and leave all my youth
Fly over seas and oceans
Thousands of miles away from home
Only the chirping of birds sounds familiar
Everything else I have to start over again
Now have steering for both of my hands
All the bills are on my name
Friends, Families, relatives and my wife
I talk to them while on the drive
I sleep and they wake up
Alarm on my phone acts like my mother
And I just realized
Going back to home is my only dream