journeyman vandraren

Blackmore's Night

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...