House On a Hill - Wilsen

From a house on a hill,

I call out your name.

Can you hear it in the wind?

Was it boredom or thrill

That took you away

From a simple land like this?

On the morning you left,

The wind was kind.

It told us to believe

That the strongest of hearts

Could overcome

The length of every mile

Put between.

Keep on wondering, darling,

Steadfast as you go.

Keep your luck and thoughts of me close.

I have spent the last year

Echoing your moves

Through the desert, sands, and seas.

Though I’ll miss every part,

Every inch of you,

Oh, alone I must proceed.

Was it senseless and wrong to believe

That we could overcome the distance in between?

So I say,

Keep on wondering, darling,

Steadfast as you go.

Keep your luck,

Oh, keep your luck,

Keep your luck,

And

Let me go.

From a road far away,

You call out my name.

I can hear it in the wind.