I walk a lonely trail
In the woods far away
A cool breeze pulls at my hair
There are small patches of light shining through the trees
as if a promise for me
The birds and bees all sing their songs
forever humming this little tune
And in this afternoon the promise is real
I keep walking into the unknown
There are trees, plants, and stones
And I am still alone
The road ahead seems long and hard
But at the end there will be a reward
Because nobody is ever alone.
Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 1:39 AM UTC
I walk a lonely trail
In the woods far away
A cool breeze pulls at my hair
There are small patches of light shining through the trees
as if a promise for me
The birds and bees all sing their songs
forever humming this little tune
And in this afternoon the promise is real
I keep walking into the unknown
There are trees, plants, and stones
And I am still alone
The road ahead seems long and hard
But at the end there will be a reward
Because nobody is ever alone.
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