I drag this boulder up the hill,
An effort I endure through force of will,
With the possibility ever present,
At the back of my mind,
That this boulder I drag...
...isn't even mine.

It's time to take that long hard look,
That you've been avoiding all these years,
Time to listen to what you would not hear,
When you were young and foolish and scared,
Time to embrace that flood of tears,
That washes away your darkest fears,
And leaves you soaking, vision clear,
About what and who you hold so dear,
Then take that love and hold it near,
A hard won love, that your one love can share.