Oh, there are  many ways
and many paths
under the sun
to take in this life.
Oh, it is all
it is all such a great mystery
for who knows
all the answers to this life.
For we stumble
through these wilderness paths
like a child
all lost and forlorn.
Oh, how to sow
and how to reap
and how to track
the wild stag
upon the earth
as he makes his way
through these dark woods.
Oh, only by many ways
and through many ways
can the heart piece together
the meaning of all that is.
Oh, my love
though I  walk this earth
forever and a day
from pole to pole
and swam all the seven seas
I would never find such  a love
to breath life into my soul
as the love
that lives in your heart for me.
Oh, whenever my mind
turns in its deepest thoughts
of the meaning of my soul
I think the good lord
for you
my love so dear.