Travelers

I can tell from the look in your eyes

you're lost like me, you're scared but you're free

You may think you've found the perfect disguise

But you know we can tell our own kind

You're missing, you don't want to be found

I see it in your face, you're out of place

you can vanish without making a sound

it's like you were never there

But I know that you're tired, like me

I know that your wired, like me

Rid of your ties, so wild and free

I know that your scared, like me . . .

I can tell from the look in your eyes

you're lost like me, you're scared but you're free

You may think you've found the perfect disguise

but you know we can tell our own kind

I know that you're scared, like me . . .

words and music by J Franklin Evans