Wanderin’ far from home, just seventeen.
No food in my belly and a little mouth to feed.
It’s no way to raise a child, living on the street,
Ashamed of the way I look with no shoes on my feet.

But I found the way home.
‘Cause someone had faith in me to stand on my own.
In the kindness of a stranger I found the way home.

I was a young man, had the American life;
Two gorgeous children and a beautiful wife.
But you don’t feel much like a man and you’ve got no pride
When you lose your job of fifteen years and you just can’t provide.

But I found the way home.
‘Cause someone had faith in me to stand on my own.
In the kindness of a stranger I found the way home.

Someone reaches out a hand and says, “I understand.”
Soon you’re back on your feet.
A little help is all you need.

I traveled overseas for what I felt was right.
And the things I saw still keep me up at night.
The day I returned began the hardest fight.
How do you go from Hell back into normal life?

But I found the way home.
‘Cause someone had faith in me to stand on my own.
In the kindness of a stranger I found the way home.

I found the way home,
Where no one ever has to walk alone.
In the kindness of a stranger you find the way home.
In the kindness of a stranger you find the way home.

By Katie Rose