Coming Back

I just came back from outside;
didn't find myself inside.

I just came back for a bike trip;
didn't find myself outside.

I just came back and back I am.
However, I did not find my self back.

Tomorrow, I'll be gone.
Broken promises in a land
of the you are just one.

Again, I came back home
from outside, again.

Now, I have two telephone numbers
that I won't call until Monday.
Probably, by then, I would have
found myself back again.

Ready, yes, oh yes!
I am ready for a rock and roll weekend.

NYC, here I come! Aless, I'll see you there my rey de Monterrey.