I don’t want to leave here <br />I don’t want to stay <br />It feels like pinching to me either way <br />The places I long for the most <br />Are the places where I’ve been <br />They are calling after me like a long lost friend <br /><br />It’s not about losing faith <br />It’s not about trust <br />It’s all about comfortable <br />When you move so much <br />The place I was wasn’t perfect <br />But I had found a way to live <br />It wasn’t milk or honey <br />But then neither is this <br /><br />CHORUS: <br />I’ve been painting pictures of Egypt <br />Leaving out what it lacked <br />The future seems so hard <br />And I want to go back <br />But the places that used to fit me <br />Cannot hold the things I"ve learned <br />And those roads closed off to me <br />While my back was turned <br /><br />The past is so tangible <br />I know it by heart <br />Familiar things are never easy to discard <br />I was dying for some freedom <br />But now I hesitate to go <br />Caught between the promise <br />And the things I know <br /><br />BRIDGE: <br />If it comes too quick <br />I may not recognize it <br />Is that the reason behind all this time and sand? <br />If it comes too quick <br />I may not appreciate it <br />Is that the reason behind all this time and sand?
