Compass

Sometimes I'm stranded,
In the middle of nowhere,
In the place full of strangers,
Trapped in a dull conversations, drowned in a fake laughter.

I'm losing direction of which way to go,
scattered far away from home,

The wind is blowing free, hissed somebody waiting for me.
 

Now I know the only compass that I need,
is the one leads away from here,

Now I know the only compass that I need,
is the one leads back to you.