Across the gently rolling hills,
Beyond high mountain peaks,
Along the shores of distant seas,
There’s something my heart seeks.

My heart seeks the hearth,
My feet seek the road.
A soul so divided,
Is a terrible load.

My heart longs to rest,
My feet yearn to roam.
Shall I wander the world,
Or stay safe at home?

But there’s no peace in wandering,
The road’s not made for rest.
And footsore fools will never know
What home might suit them best.

My heart seeks the hearth,
My feet seek the road.
A soul so divided,
Is a terrible load.

My heart longs to rest,
My feet yearn to roam.
Shall I wander the world
Or stay safe at home?

But, oh, the things that I have seen,
The secret paths I’ve trod,
The hidden corners of the world
Known to none but me and God.

My heart seeks the hearth,
My feet seek the road.
A soul so divided
Is a terrible load.

My heart longs to rest,
My feet yearn to roam.
Shall I wander the world
Or stay safe at home?

Yes, the world was meant for knowing,
And feet were meant to roam.
But one who’s always going
Will never find a home.

My heart seeks the hearth,
My feet seek the road.
A soul so divided
Is a terrible load.

My heart longs to rest,
My feet yearn to roam.
Shall I wander the world
Or stay safe at home?

Oh, where’s the thread that binds me,
The vioce that calls me back?
Where’s the love that finds me-
And what’s the root I lack?

My heart seeks the hearth,
My feet the road.
A soul so divided
Is a terrible load.

My heart longs to rest,
My feet yearn to roam.
Shall I wander the world
Or stay safe at home?

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