The rumbling and the roaring
Of my own insides
A hunger for calm and sanity
Expecting bumps and bruises
And only getting adventure
Travel brings a curiosity
Roaming imagination
And endless mindscapes
Of the things that are new
I will see beauty
I will smell sweetness
I will hear melodies
I will think of you
I take people with me when I travel far away
And they see what I see, touch what I touch
You will be ever present, my dear
And when I return from the land of smiles
You will remember everything