Safe and Sound.

I used to feel this homesickness, I used to have an ache, like I need something to help me. I felt like the storm wouldn't pass and that I needed strength. To be truthful I didn't want to go by myself into anything that hurt. I always needed someone's helping hand. What do you do when that hand is taken away and the water is rising? We make bad decisions. We say things we don't mean, we hurt the people we shouldn't. When the water calms and the clouds clear you see which road was the right one. Why is it that we never choose the right one?