You Taste Like Wine

I’ve been searching too hard for my soul
Like it matters which words lead us home
When the end will not reveal its face
I guess I will rest in palms of grace
Am I lost or found? Or am I just here, waiting around
Until someone comes and tells me it’s okay to move?
And I’ll take another step toward you
You taste like wine
You taste like wine
You taste like wine
But I can’t find those vines
Was the path one my feet made clear?
Or was it laid out long before I appeared?
Each new love feels the same as before
Yet each old one keeps me longing for more
Is this all that we get? Or, is there something we forget
When we are born and hope to find it once again?
Open doors beckon us into you
You taste like wine
You taste like wine
You taste like wine
But I can’t find those vines
So c’mon, show me home and I will go
You taste like wine
And I think that is fine