the road i travelled on once again
the same road with many memories
the same ride im in with familiar faces
but its me thats changed

and i revisit these places, seeing how we used to be
the happy times and those in tears
the dreams once had, and still do, amazingly so
waiting upon the Rock of salvation

do you remember the bench overlooking that pond?
or how many hours we spent talking on it
the places visited, the times cherished
oh how i shdnt regret, cause we didnt know
how we hurt but its a lesson learnt to prepare
who knows what's to come?

this road i travelled on today was one i spent time on
how it was used to mold me.
the callouses of the heart broken off
but the feet and hands protected from blistering

and when i run my hand across what once bled
i feel the pain no more, but instead
pieces that were put back in the right places

from reminiscing, i look, far and away
beyond my future, beyond my plans,
up to the hills
from where my help comes from, the maker of the heavens and earth