waiting for love is the hardest trail to undertake
this road seems so barren and traveled
its miles long and yards thick
so often, i stop to think
rest my tired feet, my eyes begin to blink
this just happens to be on of those times
to look at myself and see if i live a lie
i am asked questions and given no answers
but i see later that the way might rise to resolve them
such is this trail
this road seems so barren and traveled
miles long and yards think
once in awhile i happen upon a shelter
with love springing from flumes
and beauty found in pedals
they remind me of places i have been before
each is distinct and refreshing
but as soon as i stop to enjoy this new found spot
it turns to a cold night where love freezes
and the pedals fold up.
therefore, i move on
this road seems so barr...
