the road is long

Passenger

Well this road is long and I m so far from my home
Some days I don t recognise myself
Though my faith is strong
there is still so far to go
Some nights I can t help but doubt myself

For I m not the kid I used to be back when I was young
I talk now where I used to shout, I walk where I used to run
But I m still my father s boy
I am still my mother s son
And they know like I know
That the road is long

Well this road is long and the path s not always clear
Some days I don t know which way to go
Though my heart is strong it gets heavy with fear
Some nights I wonder if I ll ever know

For I m not the man
I ll grow to be in many years to come
I ll listen where I used to speak
and I ll sit where I used to run
Maybe a husband to a wife, maybe a father to a son
And they ll know like I know
That the road is long

But for now I m just the man I am
Nothing less and nothing more
I m everything I have become
From all that s been before
I ve never really known a lot
But one thing I am sure that I know
Yes, I know
That the road is long