I wanted to know, I wanted to see,
beyond all the mountains and
through thick of the trees.
I wanted to feel, I wanted to taste,
to experience the joy, face to face.
I wanted to hear, I wanted to sing,
the words of love you had given to
I wanted to live and never to die,
to laugh and to love without the
tears in my eyes.
I must be tired as I feel the pull at my soul, a measure of happiness and a feeling of joy, and yet the sorrow surfaces in my spirit to toy. Roads traveled through many a barracade and still I feel tethered in many away.