Written & composed: charlie smalls
music: charlie smalls

there's a feeling here inside.
that i cannot hide, and i know i've tried,
but it's turning me around.
i'm not sure that i'm aware
if i'm up or down, or here or there
i need both feet on the ground.
Maybe i'm just going crazy,
letting myself get up-tight;
i'm acting just like a baby,
but i'm- gonna be-i'm gonna be allright!
Soon as i get home
soon as i get home
soon as i get home
In a diff'rent place, in a diff'rent time,
differ'rent people around me-
i would like to know of that diff'rent world
and how diff'rent they find me
And just what's a wiz, is it big?
will it scare me?
if i ask to leave, will the wiz even hear me?
how will i know then-
if i'll ever get home again?
Here i am alone, though it feels the same,
i don't know where i'm going;
i'm here on my own, and it's not a game,
and now a strange wind is blowing
I'm so amazed at the things that i see here,
don't want to be afraid,
i just don't wanna be here;
in my mind this is clear,
what am i doing here?
i wish i was home.