AS I CLIMB THE MOUNTAINS IN SEARCH FOR PATH TO YOU,
I WILL LEAVE NO STONE UNTURNED LOKING FOR SOMEKIND OF CLUE.
YOUR FOOT PRINTS ON THE SOIL, ARE STILL WET AND NEW,
THE SOUND OF YOUR VOICE STILL LINGERS, BABY I’M COMING AFTER YOU.
I SEE A LIGHT HOUSE GLOWING, LIGHTS UP THE DARKEST NIGHT,
THE SHADOW OF YOU BODY SHOWING, FINALLY, I HAD FOUND YOU TONIGHT.
