Home of the soul

I want to go home
I don't belong here
But can't find
The land
Where i could stand
And shout
It is just all
I have ever dreamed.

In the midle of nothere
To have a chat
With the wind of freedom
And to forget all the period
I've been misarable.

You said
There are no miracles.
You lied
It is unbelievable.

Ticket home of my mind, please.
One way.