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.