Doomed to Roam

My home was built
Where the creek don’t rise
I hate being there, for why
I set my sins, and followed the wind
I left my mountain home, never to return again
The sweet smell of pine wafting at my door
Do the wolves still howl at night?
Will I hear them anymore?
I left behind a place that I called home
Am I doomed to forever roam?
I called my mom and dad
From a gallow desert land
I told them things were going well
But they knew it was a li
They said the
And the cubs wre out to play
I can still recall all of the birds by their names
The
I used to wanna be like him but can’t stand to be alone
I left behind a place that I called home
Am I doomed to forever roam?
The sweet smell of pine wafting at my door
Do the wolves still howl at night?
Will I hear them anymore?
I left behind a place that I called home
Am I doomed
Am I doomed
Am I doomed
To forever roam?