I have traveled many roads

Got dirty feet and dusty clothes

I won't pass this way again

I'll take the roads that lead me home

I have circled round the sun

I've fallen down and come undone

But if I stand here very still

I can hear the sounds you

I have traveled far and wide

And I have traveled deep inside

And if I lay me on this ground

The earth will tell me who I am

And if I find out who I am

Then surely I can call your name

If you should hear me on the wind

Then you can call me home again

T.Hunter, J.Pigott,