Wandering کے بول

I'm hearing old Whispers in my ear I'm leaving out those eager sounds Though I fear they know where I am I’ve never known What I will find out there I want to see what’s left for me Out there, take me somewhere else Every path leads the same way And always ends when I begin wandering Do you listen, are you there again I see no trails, but I hear the voices Every path leads the same way And always ends when I begin wandering Do you listen, are you there again I see no trails, but I hear the voices Every path leads the same way And always ends when I begin wandering So take my hand and lead the way again I see no trails, but I hear the voices