(David Turner)
Beside the cottonfield I was born
Underneath the tree was my home
A flock of geese flew over head
Wind from the wings call down to me
Come go with us that's my way.
It grieves me much to see you cry
I'll break a heart with my goodbye
I warned you ahead of time
I could never say I'm sorry
But it has to be that's my way.
That's my way to try to find
A place I've never been
Before directions master me
And distance is my friend
I try to put a lifetime in to each
And every day that's my way.
I yearn to love but it can't be
For fear of what's inside of me
With the each day setting of the sun
A passing train stirs my soul
like winds of long ago that's my way.
That's my way, that's my way...
