"Head To The Heart" is the name of the road
'Cross mountains, valleys, switchbacks, and stones
The longest of journeys that I've ever known
To take me, take me home
I walked for many-a-miles, many-a-days
Months became years, they asked me my age
I said, "I couldn't see what difference it makes
Once we reach, we reach home".
Off in the distance, there must be a place
Somewhere to find rest, some light on your face
She said, "I've always been open
So come through my gate."
I said, "Love, I'm on my way
I'm on my way".
I started to doubt that I might arrive
Sometimes I wandered and one time I cried
On the breast of a woman who paid a high price
To say "yes"
"Yes" to home
I asked her, "What does it feel like?"
"And how will I know?"
"How long must I wait?"
"Which way do I go?"
She said, "I've always been open
So come through my gate."
I said, "Love, I'm on my way
I'm on my way".
One day in the distance, a mountain did rise
But one that was different, it wore a disguise
I saw my destination for the first time
Yes, I saw it clearly, but not with my eyes
And when I arrived I met a young man
He showed me his heart
He showed me his hands
He wore a strange crown
Said it hurts where he stands, but "welcome
Welcome home".
I said, "Show me the table
I'm a traveling man
I'll eat every last crumb
I'll take all that I can
And she said, "I've always been open
So come through my gate."
I said, "Love, I'm on my way
I'm on my way".
So, "Head To The Heart" is the name of the road
'Cross mountains, valleys, switchbacks, and stones
The longest of journeys that I've ever known
To take me, take me home
