I followed him with my heart.

I found his presence
in a stream, his footprints left behind a dream
And as I sleep his peaceful side , there to awake and walk with pride, I count the blessings that unfold
And walk with him until I'm old, by hand and heart he leads the way
Each given breath
And rising day
So when my journey come to pass, I know which way to travel home, because I followed him with my heart, Wherever he
did roam.