Love has but one Author Love's Author has but one track What will it take for me to make it back
Who am I to control my heart? Who am I to conceal the key The key that lets my heart see
I've traveled the tracks of success I've traveled the tracks of misplaced hope Lived a life that simply found so many different ways to cope
The tracks I chose delivered on the promise set forth The tracks I chose led to my first love: success, security, and the pride of life A love that ignores the Author and leaves me empty inside and full of strife
An empty soul that longs for so much more An empty heart that knoweth not its Author's song But instead hopelessly seeks to belong
The walls that now I climb are the product of the track I chose These walls were not the Author's design They serve daily to remind me of all that I wanted to be mine
The track I've traveled seemed the easy path The track I've traveled led to desolation I've been derailed and now choose another track to a different destination
Today I stand atop the walls Today I see for the first time in a long time What the Author wanted to make mine
Love has but one Author Love's Author has but one track By his mercy, I've made it back.