Move Forward - Bethany Dillon

My name is Foreigner

From a far away land

My feet are covered in earth

They’ve been here and back again

And I have seen

Great things from a distance

They beckon me

I follow them

And I move forward

I move forward

I move forward to home, to home

My eyes are soft and wise

They tell a story

Of things left behind

Defeat and glory

And I push every hindrance aside