I traced the endless highways of the years before you came
walking paths that twisted far from where my heart belonged
Yet every step though weary whispered softly like your name
as though the world had known you were my melody all along
I met you at the end of roads I never understood
where broken dreams and hollow nights once claimed their quiet throne
You gathered all my scattered fears and shaped them into good
and suddenly the journey didn’t feel so cold alone
If I could turn the map around and start anew again
I’d travel all those winding miles with purpose in my stride
I’d run through every sunset every heartbreak every rain
just to reach the moment where your soul and mine collide
In the next life may the roads be shorter kind and true—
no crossroads filled with questions no detours pulling through
May every path begin and end
with you