Wyoming

Well, I've been to Wyoming

But only for a minute

I saw thunder and lightning

I was scared I'd get caught in it

On my way to Colorado

Which was a week or two of heat stroke

Before I moved on to Nevada

I didn't find what I was after

I wanna go home, home

And I've been to Hawaii

But I peeled off the memory

Like the sunburn on my body

From the California valley

I grew up near Seattle

But I think it made me older

Cause I loved somebody there once

But I didn't really know her

So I ran to New York City

I wish I took her with me

But instead I just went missing

I couldn't find my body

I wanna go home, home

I hid out in the desert

Been here a year or two now

But I'm starting to get tired

And I might be all dried out

So I'm heading to Alaska

'Cause I want to meet my maker

And I think that's where I'll find her

In the face of Mother Nature

They say not to meet your idols

But I know something they don't

If you sneak up on 'em quietly

Then you might be surprised to see

The person behind the curtain

The curtain we weave of hope

We need the hope 'cause we're uncertain

Certainly we're made of sterner stuff

So I hope I meet my maker

And my maker calls my bluff

I wanna go home, home

I wanna go home, home