The forest is large, the forest is dark
And yet, I walk on.
The path is hard, the path is long
And still, I walk on.
I can't see ahead for all the fog
But I will always walk on,
Because you wait at the end of the road
And I am walking home to you.
Aug 17, 2014
Aug 17, 2014 at 10:24 AM UTC
The forest is large, the forest is dark
And yet, I walk on.
The path is hard, the path is long
And still, I walk on.
I can't see ahead for all the fog
But I will always walk on,
Because you wait at the end of the road
And I am walking home to you.
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