The way is foggy There is no signal here No maps, no roads No lights, no signs Nor signals to guide me I am a stranger To this one-horse town I do not know
So I fall into slumber To dreams of woods of umber The ground still with frost This icy chill biting at my heels Are these the dogs of winter? Is the cold of autumn or spring? Am I the only one who Feels anything?
As I climb it gets colder The mist steals further in More so I feel lost Torn between the way home And the way my heart leads Though I do not know Which of these is in front Nor behind me
From love I draw strength Blindly it pulls me onwards I do not know if my path is true If it leads me to you If it leads to pastures new If it leads me back to paths already trodden Retraces unseen footprints Through marsh and swamp
I feel so small A speck in this vast landscape Amidst unconquerable forces she commands To which I am subject Strong may be my legs But a great load they carry And I fear they may buckle For weak, she can make me