A CANDLE IN THE WINDOW1

I am a pilgrim
on the pathway
walking night and day
seeking home

sometimes I walk alone
thru wooded dark
or desert stark
seeking home

But before out in the distance
there's a light that beckons me
perhaps a place to find some shelter
drawing closer I can see

There is a candle in the window
and a friend inside the door
there is some refuge for the traveler
and I'm not alone
any more

I am a pilgrim
and the road is long
and the wind is strong
seeking home

There are hills ahead
and valleys low
at times the way is slow
seeking home

But from time to time another
walks beside me for a while
who shares my burden and my journey
as we walk another mile

Where there's a candle in the window
and a friend inside the door
There is some refuge for the traveler
and we're not alone
not on our own
any more
ork-has been lost."