I spent whole of my life
Wandering here and there
With no place in my mind
Just roamed everywhere

Wherever I went
They called me names
Somewhere a hippy
A pilgrim sometimes
A traveler that I was
But a stranger to all
To no man I belonged
And no city was mine

I prayed in shrines
And searched in stones
But nowhere I found
The lost piece of me
My origin, my identity

So I went on and on
With nowhere to return
Until one fine day
You crossed my path
And I knew I’ve found
What I’ve been looking around
And in your arms I met
The home I never had