The Road Home
THE ROAD HOME
JERONE CANSINO
Along this road I roll my wheel
JERONE CANSINO
Along this road I roll my wheel
The sun is peeking down my trail
The fields of green the sky of blue
Sparrows to their nest they flew
Thoughts are bothered as clouds of rain
My heart is bothered I'm in pain
Far away my mind has gone
Acting I, without a plan
My mind is on your innocent face
Please give me love please give me grace
The angelic voice I want to hear
The evil silence that I fear
I stopped my bike I look around
I closed my eyes to hear the birds
I headed home my heart is sore
I headed home, I headed home
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