1.
Lost, lost, lost in a mase
Anxious days seemed endless
Until one day a knock at my door
The buddha light shining brightly
Making our way home,on the last leg of the journey
Making our way home,the law wheel is turning,making
our way home.
2.
Slowly fading away
The notions i』d harboured
Becoming clearer each day
The buddha light showing me the way
The way
Making our way home,on the last leg of the journey,
Making our way home,the law wheel is turning
Making our way home,on the last leg of the journey
Making our way home.
[repeat]
Making our way home,on the last leg of the journey
Making our way home,the law wheel is turning
Making our way home,on the last leg of the journey
Making our way home,the law wheel is turning
Making our way home.