I travel the paths I know so well

Through bee-loved fields and over dark hill

And as I see memories from long before

I feel you walk with me once more


I hear your words and remember those days

In years past, when you cheered and waved

Each step that I take your voice I miss more,

As I hear you come up beside me once more.


Every year I come home and spend my days walking

And greet my friends and spend some time talking

But it’s the time when I wander like I did before

And feel you walk with me once more.