Pilgrim, by Enya
Pilgrim, how you journey, On the road you chose
To find out why the winds die, And where the stories go.
All days come from one day, That much you must know,
You cannot change what's over, But only where you go.
One way leads to diamonds, One way leads to gold,
Another leads you only, To everything you're told.
In your heart you wonder, Which of these is true;
The road that leads to nowhere, the road that leads to you.
Will you find the answer, in all you say and do?
Will you find the answer, In you?
Each heart is a pilgrim, Each one wants to know
The reason why the winds die, And where the stories go.
Pilgrim, in your journey, You may travel far,
For pilgrim it's a long way, To find out who you are...