Song Description

A girl reflects on her life, and she uses the metaphor of travelling through different roads to describe the different experiences she's had in her life

Lyrics

When I think back, on the places that I've been
Think back, on the many things I've seen
I'm thinking 'bout all the roads I've travelled
I find the time to reminisce my life

I was innocent when I started on the road
Ev'ry-one, I thought, was just as good
But living always taught me more than books
Judge not a man by words, but by his works

I always loved the scenes along the way
Olive trees, like the best you see in Spain
Sun-drenched fields of shiny waving wheat
Hills and grassy valleys at my feet

At times, when I felt weary, and could not go on
I'd sit by the side of the road, my hope was dried up

But suddenly, like fresh rain pouring down
A helping hand was there to pick me up

While I searched for answers, I passed a narrow gate
Maybe it was a good choice, an option in life
But going back, I couldn't find that same gate
I had no choice but go and carry on

God knows I've made mistakes along the way
But also, that I've done the best I could
When I think of all the roads I've travelled
I think I do deserve a rest some day

When the time comes to the ending of my road
I know I'll find my prize the time it's due
But as I go thru the roads I've travelled
I might as well enjoy a friend or two

While I live on the roads I've travelled
Yes, I might as well enjoy a friend or two