If I could allow myself to love like my heart says I can
If I could see with the right kind of eyes
I could maybe turn and write my burning dreams
And ask those men with guitars why they’re sad inside
If I wasn’t afraid of your body
I wouldn’t fear the need to stop
I would have the power to tread a different path
To break the silence in this great night
I could let the broken sea music change where I’m going
So I wouldn’t have to lie to my place of courage
I could believe that no matter my soul’s seeming folly
Walking forgotten paths
I’ve faced your song my friend
Though the memory of women loved
Closed chains of ego around the dream
I still can remember the days when
As children we asked the land for faith
Walking forgotten paths
I’ve faced your song my friend