Lletres: Yusuf Islam. Welcome Home.

Saw a sign on the path
'All seekers this way'
A fairy sat and laughed
And threw a petal my way
As I neared the bridge
Two soldiers stood and stared,
"No one passes by us, but, hey!
You're welcome here."

Carried on down the road
To the marketplace
I was still alone
No one knew my face
Then a stranger sang
With voice like the wind
Then the hills began, to sing,
"Welcome in."

Time rolls on, ain't no good to sit and moan
Time rolls on, and so we travel on
Never did I imagine
What a dawn could be
Till I opened my eyes, to see
It was welcoming me

At the end of my days
On my way home
I paused a while to gaze
Upon the Sacred Stone
There it stood in the middle
Of the Holy Domain
Then the people came out to say,
"Welcome home, again!"

Time rolls on, and so we carry on
Time rolls on, ain't no good to sit and moan
Time rolls on, and so we travel on
Time rolls on, ain't no good to sit alone