There is a road leading from my house,
Into the world it goes like a child leaving home;
It wanders here and there,
Merging and breaking away,
Coming back and leaving.
Upon this road I travel,
But only in mind and heart;
It calls to me like a bluebird,
Then shuns me like a ghost.
This road I talk about can be,
It seems, a very strange place to be
It calls to me then turns me swiftly away
As if my place there is not for me,
But in turning away I glance behind,
Just to see a glimpse of my dream fading behind...
Dreams and Roads, you see, walk hand in hand
At times they love each other, like a pair of newly-wedded lovers,
But at other times they hate and turn away from each other
Hardly knowing why their hands don't slip apart
But little do they know that Fate,
Their hard-faced mother, holds them swiftly to each other.
But there I go again, lost in memories
Fate is not their mother
Like they are not newly-married lovers
Amidst all of this chaos
Is a still mind and a peaceful heart
Because the heavy chains that bound me
Vanished like my dreams.
The road I used to travel,
Well it's all gone away
For I've turned down another
Full of light, and joy, and peace
From there my Savior and my Lover
Will lead me forever on
Until my road will come to an end
Like my dreams did long ago.
