In the heartland where the fields stretch for miles
I'm back in my hometown chasing distant smiles
In the stillness of the streets, a silent refrain,
Echoes of a life now lost, haunting in its strain.
And throughout my journey the wind builds a song
It carries me back, to the place I once belonged

I'm a pilgrim in my hometown, tracing footsteps of the past
I'm a pilgrim in my hometown, chasing shadows I once cast
Through the fields of yesteryears, I will gently find my way
I'm a pilgrim in my hometown, where my dreams were made

The old oak on Main Street stands solid and strong
Its roots ever deeper, mine seem to be gone
I can’t tell what’s different, but nothing’s the same
I’d hoped to feel grounded, but I’m weighed down instead
This journey to source has all been in vain
Just shows what I’ve lost, what I won’t feel again
I'm a pilgrim in my hometown, tracing footsteps of the past
I'm a pilgrim in my hometown, chasing shadows I once cast
Through the fields of yesteryears, I will gently find my way
I'm a pilgrim in my hometown, where my dreams were made

A letter unsent, a call never made
There was always tomorrow until it was too late
I want to believe there’s a chance for me still
To turn ember to spark, if there’s a way, there’s a will

I'm a pilgrim in my hometown, tracing footsteps of the past
I'm a pilgrim in my hometown, chasing shadows I once cast
Through the fields of yesteryears, I will gently find my way
I'm a pilgrim in my hometown, where my dreams were made