I can feel her distant calling, a vibration in my bones
Her heart that’s beat within me, since I made this journey alone.
She has led me not by tether, but by an aching, desperate need
To walk a path unknown to me, to follow as she leads.
I see her clearly in my mind, as though we’ve met before
I see myself one lovely day, knocking at her door.
Her scent is sweet and earthy, she is clothed in finest heather
Her voice is clear and loud to me, though lightest as a feather.
I know she is my destiny, as through this path I roam
She tells me it must be this way, until I’m finally home.
Then all will be peaceful, as I step on her rich soil
No longer will I wander, no longer will I toil.
For home has been calling me, through darkness and the rain
Before I knew my heritage, the blood running through my veins.
So now I’m trudging strongly toward this place that is my home
And I will stop my wandering, never more to roam.
Scotland is this lady, that beckons me to come
To feel her peace and love, dance to her pounding drum.
Home is where my heart is and I’m getting close you see
To planting my feet firmly, where I was meant to be.