Heading For Home

My face to the sky, my back to the wind
 Winter is entering my bones
 The day has been long and night's drawing in
 And I'm thinking of heading for home
 And I'm thinking of heading for home
 The cradle and grave, the fruit and the seed
 The seasons mirror my own
 The geese flying south are calling to me
 And I'm thinking of heading for home
 And I'm thinking of heading for home
 Always on the move with banner unfurled
 Yet gathering moss on the stone
 I sing for the children and cry for the world
 And I'm thinking of heading for home
 And I'm thinking of heading for home
 As time's my old friend and death's my new kin
 I'm not taking the journey alone
 I am old, I am young, I am all that I've been
 And I'm thinking of heading for home
 And I'm thinking of heading for home
 The memory of love will burn in my heart
 Till embers and ashes are gone
 The light in your window is my northern star
 And I'm thinking of heading for home
 And I'm thinking of heading for home
 And it's time I was heading for home
 And it's time I was heading for home