Deep down I know what I'm searching to find
I race through the trees but there's nowhere to hide
I follow the scent but it all smells like pine
I look hard for the truth, but then lock it outside.

I leave it shaking, shivering, cold
on a mountain top where the four winds blow
Until I start drinking; warm, inside, alone
then I'll unlock the door, invite truth to come over.

"You can't stay for long", but he takes a seat
and comfortably downs a large gulp of my drink.
My lips to his neck and his tongue to my mouth,
in the thick of it all, it all somehow comes out

What I want, what I need
Things that I couldn't see
Things I ran from, tripped up on so frequently
Labelled them nightmares, just too scared to dream;
I learned to stop running when truth came to me.

Am I really happy, independent and free,
If I'm constantly living in a world of, "maybe?"

My whole life
I've never met someone who
Can love the way that
He can.
All that searching
Everywhere and
Love found me, unexpectedly.

It was suffocating in the room,
filled with people, yet still making me feel lonely and subdued with gloom.

Then, suddenly, I felt a breath of fresh air,
when I looked up, you were standing there...

I thought
The straight road
Would be
Fast and
Easy
But it turns out
There's more turns
Than one would think
On a
Straight
Road

Finding a pure path, one untraveled.
                                             Made to be sacredly ones own.
                       Unexpectedly finding serenity and peace.
Hidden in the most unsuspected places.

it's not what i thought it would be

but it's okay.

at least, i think it will be

in the end