Many years I've been away from home
I have faced too many battles
Hours here upon the endless road
Have left me bruised and battered
I have heard the secrets of the streets
But I keep them to myself
On display but here inside my soul
Like a trophy on the shelf

Hand upon my heart I know
The moon will light my way
On my friend... the winding road
Will the life of a journeyman never change?

Round the corner down the narrow trail
My boots are wearing thin
I can feel the heart upon my back
The sun against my skin
Far away I could've sworn I heard the ringing of a bell
Through the miles you know it's hard to tell when it's you against yourself

None of us will ever know
What lies around the ben
All the world becomes your home
On the road that never ends...