On Your Way Home

It’s a river that rolls and flows.

It’s a story that never grows old.

It’s a light on the land.

You can reach out your hand.

You know it’s part of us all.

It’s a full moon that shines on down.

It’s the crackle of snow on the ground.

It’s a sip when you’re dry.

It’s the tears that you cry.

You know it’s always around.

We just drift with the tide

Trying to find the light that’s inside.

Sometimes it’s hard to resign yourself to your life.

You quiet your heart and your mind.

Not looking so hard is the best way to find

That certain light that will shine on your way home.

Well, it’s a faraway look you get

When you think about someone you met.

It was a long time ago but in your heart you still know

They’re a part of you yet.

It’s the warmth of the sound you hear

When you think about someone so dear.

You know it’s been quite awhile

But they live in your smile growing stronger each year.

And we just drift with the tide

Trying to find the light that’s inside.

Sometimes it’s hard to resign yourself to your life.

But you quiet your heart and your mind.

Not looking so hard is the best way to find

That certain light that will shine on your way home.

It’s a river that rolls and flows.

It’s a story that never grows old.

It’s a light on the land.

You can reach out your hand.

You know it’s part of us all.

It’s a full moon that shines on down.

It’s the crackle of snow on the ground.

It’s a sip when you’re dry.

It’s the tears that you cry.

You know it’s always around.

And we just drift with the tide

Trying to find the light that’s inside.

Sometimes it’s hard to resign yourself to your life.

But you quiet your heart and your mind.

Not looking so hard is the best way to find

That certain light that will shine on your way home.

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Lyrics submitted by Jane Foreman.