Wanderlust (Radio Edit) - Asher Monroe

Lyrics by：Asher Monroe Book

Composed by：Walter Afanasieff

Call me wanderlust

Got a knack for roaming

Don't think too deep

'Cause I'd miss the moment

I'm a dreamer who finds his way by moonlight

An old soul who got nothing to prove

Drifts with the wind

While bending the rules

The road I trudge

Is hardly ever smooth

Yay though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

I'll fear no evil

Tread the path where my feet won't lose there spring

Well I clutch the reigns of the foreign and strange

Is where I'll soar like an eagle

Thigh rod and staff are natures advent wing

Go to the wild that waits for you

That waits for you

Distance lends enchantment to the view

Go to the wild that waits for me

That waits for me

Where my soul was born to sing

Let adventure be the guide of love

Those still lost at sea come and swim along

A mind thats stretched can't go back to old ways

All the worlds a stage final act awaits

If one but had a glance

To give the world

One should gaze on Istanbul

Venice city of mirrors mirage

Long courses or rivers need a vast compass

I want to walk the rain soaked streets of London

I want to drink mint tea in Casablanca

I want to wonder the wastelands of the gobi

Bargain for trinkets in a Arab market

Go to the wild that waits for you

That waits for you

Distance lends enchantment to the view

Go to the wild that waits for me

That waits for me

Where a Gypsy heart can sing the blues

Let adventure be the guide of love

Those still lost at sea come and swim along

A mind thats stretched can't go back to old ways

All the worlds a stage final act awaits