Текст John Mark McMillan – Pilgrim

There is a heavenly city
That I’m compelled to find
Though I love the flowers and trees
And the smell of the grinding sea

I, I’m a pilgrim here
On this side of the great divide
I’m a pilgrim here
But I’ll walk with you for a while

Nobody’s ever quite ready
But they all take the ride
Many have died with a promise inside
They never got to see it in there time

I, I’m a pilgrim here
On this side of the great divide
I’m a pilgrim here
But I’ll walk with you for a while
Walk with you for a while
I’ll love you here for a while
I’ll hold you 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

I, I’m a pilgrim here
On this side of the great divide
I’m a pilgrim here
But I’ll walk with you