There’s a path in these woods where no one ever goes
There’s a path waiting simply just for you.
It’s hard to find. It goes mostly unnoticed.
These thistles and thorns just might change your mind,
It’s such a steep climb all the way to the top.
But here, my love, there is no one else.
Just the silence waiting for the wind.
A meadow of wildflowers waiting for the rain.
The rain that lands in just the right place, the right way,
The rain that soothes with nothing to say
The rain that touches my neck only as you do.
Solely your soul stands at the heart of my heart,
Solely your hands fought their way through,
There’s a path waiting right here my love,
A path waiting simply just for you.