Traveler

Traveler from a distant land

You've crossed miles of burning sand

Do you think of going back

Would you even find the track

Of where you've gone or where you've been

Have you lived a life of sin

Traveler, many things you've seen

Does it fill your head with dreams

You bear a mark upon your arm

And say it is your good luck charm

A picture of a lovely face

A woman full of love and grace

Is she someone you used to know

That you left so long ago

Traveler many things you've seen

But does she fill your head with dreams

Will your journey reach an end

Or will you just be gone again

When your life has passed you by

And you look death straight in the eye

And he says "Old man where have you been

Have you lived a life of sin"

Traveler, many things you've seen

Does it fill your head with dreams