The sun is fast falling beneath trees of stone The light in the tower no longer my home Past eyes of pale fire, black sand for my bed I trade all I've known for the unknown ahead Call to me, call to me, lands far away For I must now wander this wandering day Away I must wander this wandering day Of drink I have little, and food I have less My strength tells me 'no', but the path demand 'yes' My legs are so short and the way is so long I have no rest nor comfort, no comfort but song Sing to me, sing to me, lands far away Oh, rise up and guide me this wandering day Please promise you'll find me this wandering day At last comes their answer, through cold and through frost That not all who wonder or wander are lost No matter the sorrow, no matter the cost That not all who wonder or wander are lost