Move Forward - Bethany Dillon

My name is Foreigner 
From a far away land 
My feet are covered in earth 
They've been here and back again 
And I have seen 
Great things from a distance 
They beckon me 
I follow them 

And I move forward 
I move forward 
I move forward to home, to home 

My eyes are soft and wise 
They tell a story 
Of things left behind 
Defeat and glory 

And I push every hindrance aside