Pilgrim (Re-Enchanted) - John Mark McMillan, Eames

There is a heavenly city

That I’m compelled to find

Oh I love the flowers and trees

And, the smell of the grinding seed

And all the, beautiful things here in life

I, I’m a pilgrim here

On this side of the great divide

I’m a pilgrim here

But I walk with you for awhile

Nobodies ever quite ready

But they all take the ride

Many have died, for the promise inside

They never got, to see it in their time

I, I’m a pilgrim here

On this side of the great divide

I’m a pilgrim here

But I walk with you for a while

Walk with you for awhile

I’ll love you here for awhile

I’ll hold you, for awhile

I’ll love you

I’ll love you here for (A while)

I’ll love you

I’ll love you here for (A while)

I’ll love you

I’ll love you here for (A while)

I’ll love you

I’ll love you here for (A while)

I’ll love you

I’ll love you here for a while

I, I’m a pilgrim here

On this side of the great divide

I’m a pilgrim here

But I walk with you

I’ll love you

I’ll love you here for (A while)

I’ll love you

I’ll love you here for (A while)

I’ll love you

I’ll love you here for (A while)

I’ll love you

I’ll love you here for (A while)

I’ll love you

I’ll love you here for (A while)

I’ll love you

I’ll love you here for a while