Walking by a river, I'm reminded of my youth
Full of misty visions, clouding up the truth
Time deceives the mind, where do I come from?
Where do I belong?
This is my home, now I know
It's not the history or the promise
Where we've been, where we may go
This is my home, my own space
No matter where I roam
This is my home
Outside, the steeple points the way ahead
While all the people hurry home instead
When I heard the thunder I reached for my guitar
Looking for an answer, it didn't come so far
Time deceives the mind, where do I come from?
Where do I belong?
This is my home, now I know
It's not the history or the promise
Where we've been, where we may go
This is my home, my own space
No matter where I roam
This is my home