There’s a swirling in the sunset
and a swirling in my soul.
A swirling in my heart and mind
that never lets me go.
 
It calls me down a winding path
that twists and turns and bends.
I don’t know where it’s going
but I do know in the end
 
that it will lead me to the shore
where I can sit and see
that wonderous swirling sunset
that was painted just for me.