Many years I've been away from home
I have faced too many battles
Hours here upon the endless road
Have left me bruised and battered
I have heard the secrets of the streets,
But I keep them to myself
On display, but here inside my soul
Like a trophy on a shelf
Hand upon my heart I know
The moon will light my way
Ohh my friend, the winding road
Will the life of a journeyman never change?
'Round a corner, down a narrow trail,
My boots are wearing thin
I can feel the heat upon my back
The sun against my skin
Far away I could have sworn I heard
The ringing of a bell
Through the miles you know it's hard to tell
When it's you against yourself
Hand upon my heart I know
The moon will light my way
Ohh my friend, the winding road
Will the life of a journeyman never change?
None of us will ever know
What lies around the bend
All the world becomes your home
On a road that never ends
Hand upon my heart I know
The moon will light my way
Ohh my friend, the winding road
Will the life of a journeyman never change?
Hand upon my heart I know
The moon will light my way
Ohh my friend, the winding road
Will the life of a journeyman never change?

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Writer(s): HELENA BACKMAN, MATS WESTER, PY BACKMAN