Heading for Home Songtext
von Gordon Bok

My face to the sky
My back to the wind
Winter is entering my bones
My day has been long
And night′s drawing in
And I'm thinking of heading for home

And I′m thinking of heading for home

The cradle and grave
The earth and the seed
The seasons mirror my own
The geese flying south
Are calling to me

And I'm thinking of heading for home
And I'm thinking of heading for home


Always on the move
With banner unfurled
But gathering moss on the stone
I sing for the children
And cry for the world

And I′m thinking of heading for home
And I′m thinking of heading for home

As time's my old friend
And death′s my new kin
I'm not making this journey alone
I am old, I am young
I am all that I′ve been

And I'm thinking of heading for home
And I′m thinking of heading for home

The memory of love
Will burn in my heart
Till embers and ashes are gone
The light from your window
Is my northern star

And I'm thinking of heading for home
And I'm thinking of heading for home