The Road Home
Stephen Paulus
Tell me, where is the road I can call my own,
That I left, that I lost,
So long ago?
All these years I have wandered,
Oh, when will I know
There's a way, there's a road
That will lead me home?
After wind, after rain,
When the dark is done.
As I wake from a dream
In the gold of day,
Through the air there's a calling
From far away,
There's a voice I can hear
That will lead me home.
Rise up, follow me,
Come away, is the call
With the love in your heart
As the only song
There is no such beauty
As where you belong:
Rise up, follow me,
I will lead you home.
