Reminded by the sign of the church bell’s chime
Everything has its place everything has its time
So why’s it so hard for me to find mine
I’m a sinking ship with no rescue line

Nowhere to go and nothing to lose
To give up or fight, it’s my choice to choose
When my soul’s dry that’s when my spirit moves
I’m not ready to die, that what I’m here to prove

Some day, some day, some day, some day
I will not be a rolling stone
Some day, some day, some day, some day
I will not be okay all alone
Some day, some day, some day
I will find myself a home

All that I see is my blood on the ground
I’ve been bent all around, but I’m not broken down
If I’m still breathing, I can still hear the sound
That will save me and change my lost soul to found

Some day, some day, some day, some day
I will not be a rolling stone
Some day, some day, some day, some day
I will not be okay all alone
Some day, some day, some day
I will find myself a home

I can hear a train in the distance bringing rain
I pray that the water can wash away my pain
I’m not sure what I want, but I don’t want to be the same
I’m just a sinner desperately seeking change