Well, it's good to see the sun
And trace the miles of golden corn
To walk the sacred ground
Where I was born
To touch the morning glories
Upon the hills we used to climb
And trace the miles of golden corn
To see your face
After all this time
From the long, lonesome road
I've come to greet you
From the land where the restless hearts roam
I've come back to let you know
How much I need you
That your wayward lover
Has come home
So find the laying fields
Beneath the arc of heaven's light
And to hold you in my arms
Deep into the night
So glad to know your heart
Has not grown bitter with the years
To see forgiveness
In your mood
And in my tears
From the long, lonesome road
I've come to greet you
From the land where the restless hearts roam
I've come back to let you know
How much I need you
That your wayward lover
Has come home
Once I left a girl crying
Beneath an old willow tree
Just thought she might be waiting there
For me to come home




For me
From the land where the angels feel too strange
It took a million miles to know how much I want you
That your wayward lover is here to stay
Mmm, mmm, mmm