Traveling Son کے بول

Where did you go my traveling son? Where do you lay your bones when the day is done? Its been so long since I held you in my arms. I'm searching the midnight sky to find your falling star. AND OVER THE WEARY LAND THEY ALL KNOW YOU BY NAME SO MAKE ME PROUD BOY AND SET THEIR SOULS AFLAME I put you above all the dread and all the fear with a mother's love I'll ease all the pain of ten thousand long years. Since you've been gone I hear what people say but they're thinking of you boy when they tremble when they sin and when they pray... Make me proud boy, then come on home...