I was hiking in the Rockies
High above the valley down below
On the county line of heaven
So close I could feel it in my bones
With one foot in eternity
The other still in Colorado
This 'ol world is like an orchard
With fruit hanging off of every tree
So much glory all around us
And yet so much still just out of reach
But there's sweetness in the longing
When every unrequited love is reminding me
That I'm on my way
On my way home
Where my one true new name
Is written on a stone
I can almost hear it
When beauty pulls me under
Arrested by the wonder, I get stuck
Where forever is a moment
And love is all I know when I'm awestruck
I'm on my, on my way
I'm on my, on my way home
I'm on my, on my way
I'm on my, on my way home
I was born a world traveler
And I'm glad for all the grandeur I've seen
Every rock, every ocean
Every lock that finally opened up in me
When each sunrise is a beacon I can't help but believing
That I'm on my way
On my way home
Where my one true new name
Is written on a stone
I can almost hear it
When beauty pulls me under
Awakened by the wonder, I get stuck
Where forever is a moment
And love is all I know when I'm awestruck
I'm on my, on my way
I'm on my, on my way home
I'm on my, on my way
I'm on my, on my way home
I'm on my, on my way
I'm on my, on my way home
I'm on my, on my way
I'm on my, on my way home
