Can't Decide (feat. Sulene Fleming)

My roots are buried deep underground My feet cant move from this beaten town Ive tried to dig down underneath I cant breathe the smoke from the city streets Rough ride getting to the other side Strong winds but I still climb My hope wrapped in a winter coat Only my faith to keep me warm Oh im so tired of old Im gonna get up out of this hole Cos the truth of the matter is this place is no longer my home Some times I wanna get up and leave And go back to place that used to be Hard times not a distant memory Enslaved in a puzzle not yet complete Walk tall suitcase in my hand With only that someday ill understand Which road im destined to take Only then ill reveal my faith Oh Im so tired of old Im gonna get up out of this hole Cos the truth of the matter is this place is no longer my home Consumed feeling tired and used No rush to get back to the blues Sit here and wonder why Im confused I cant decide I cant run the fear is deep inside Somewhere I thought id left behind Still here wrapped in my winter coat Not far im getting close Oh im so tired of old Im gonna get up out of this hole Cos the truth of the matter is this place is no longer my home Im so tired of old Im gonna get up out of this hole The truth of the matter is this place is no longer my home Cos the truth of the matter is this place is no longer my home Well the truth of the matter is this place is no longer my home