Find My Way Back Home - Brian McKnight

Thinking back when we first met

I remember what you said

You said you’d never leave me

I let go of your hand

Built my castle in the sand

But now I’m reaching out again

And I’m not letting go

'Til you

Hold me

Mold me

Sometimes I feel so all alone

See, I gotta find my way back home

So why don’t you

Shape me

Make me

Wash me whiter than the snow

I gotta find my way

Back home

Thank you

Now, this next fella, I wanted to sit at the piano like him

This whole little side little thing I do, I got it from him

Can’t take credit for it

I wanted to sing like him, I wanted to play like him

And if he was here, he’d do something like this…