I’m walking with both feet in shackles,
Each step adds to the pain.
I’m walking my way out of trouble,
I’m walking to find peace again.
My shoulders are loaded with burdens,
Too heavy to bear their weight.
I’m walking through the rain,
I’m walking through the clay,
I’m walking, no matter what they say.
It’s a tough road,
There too many potholes and obstacles.
It’s a tough and bumpy road,
But my shoes are made of strength and hope.
My shoes will carry me home.
I’m walking daunted by failure,
Frightened to fall again.
I’m walking down the canyon,
I’m walking over hills,
I’m walking through the desert to find my oasis.
I am walking,
I’m walking,
I’m walking, yes I am.
It’s a tough road,
There too many potholes and obstacles.
It’s a tough and bumpy road,
But my shoes are made of strength and hope.
My shoes will carry me home.