soon as i get home

there's a feeling here inside, that i cannot hide, and i know i've tried, but it's me turning me around, i'm not sure if i'm aware, if i'm up or down, or here or there, i need both feet on the ground, maybe i'm just going crazy, i let my self get uptight, i'm acting just like a baby, but i'm gonna be, i'm gonna be all right, soon as i get home, soon as i get home, soon as i get home, in a different place, in a different time, different people all around me, i would like to know their different world, and how different they find me, and just what's a wiz?, is he big and will he scare me?, if i ask to leave, will the wiz even hear me?, and how will i know then, if i ever get home again?, here i am alone, though it feels the same, i don't know just where i'm going, out here on my own and it's not a game, and a strange wind is blowing, i'm so amazed at the things that i see here, don't want to be afraid, i just don't want to be here, in my mind this is clear, what am i doing here?, i wish i was home, i wish i was home