It's a hotel at best, you're here as a guest
And I was among those who called him a prophet
You oughta make yourself at home while you're waiting for the rest
Where their children sat playing on the floor
And he opened my eyes to the view
And when my silence replied, they took me inside
Now the distance is done and the search has begun
That one day the search will be through
Until the distance had shown how the road remains alone
I heard that highway whisper and sigh, "Are you ready to fly?"
When the roads were as many as the places I had dreamed of
And the house that grows older and finally crumbles
Well, I looked into the sky for my anthem
Oh, the walls and the windows were still standing
And my friends and I were one
Where the people who kindly endured my odd questions
It's an ocean that will never be filled
Well, I looked into the dream of the millions
Now I'm looking in my life for a truth that is my own
And I looked into the faces all passing by
And the music could be heard at the door
Well, we spoke of the changes that would find us farther on
I've come to see where my beginnings have gone
But words and music will never touch the beauty that I've seen
And the words and the music came through
And I asked him what was true
Looking into you
And it left me so warm and so high
The great song traveler passed through here
Asked if I came very far
But as I stepped back outside to the gray morning sun
Now here I stand at the edge of my embattled illusions
That even love cannot rebuild
