It's all off the beaten track, I walk
It seemed to me the only path
some say you'll be back
some say, or maybe not
what's hatred, I do not know it yet
what's love, I do not feel it yet
My songs have ended,
the sun has set,
and yet, here I stand and wait
for that one sign, that you'll be back
That you'll know, its not of the heart
not of the soul
or of the mind
it's just us being
even after the songs have died, and the sun has set.
That to me has been my only path.
