I Cannot Help But...

I Cannot Help But...

I cannot help but feel this compulsion on my heartTo find a place called "Home" where it won't be torn apart.I cannot help but feel this compulsion on my soulTo find a place called "Home" where for once I can be whole.

I cannot help but wish with all my earthly mightFor a place called "Home" where I can rest my head at night.I cannot help but strive with all my strength of beingTo rest in a place called "Home" and from the dismal fleeing

To rest in a place of peace for a single night,To put aside my grief, my pain, and my plight.To lay my head down in joy with echoes of laughter aroundTo hear the jubilation of those my heart has found.

I cannot help but search with all that I amTo find the thing that is real and not a scam.I cannot help but... Wonder and Wander.