I walk, for love and for you, yet again
in this long, cold dreaded valley of pain
I walk alone, away from my wits that fell wayside
I walk as if the noon sun burned, and the tide went high
I walk for staying still hurts, on the inside more than out
I walk for in the crunch of leaves, the voices in my head drown out
I walk deep in hurt, wrapped in the pain of my own failings and,
in the promises that I thought you held in your hand. I walk,
I keep on walking, for that is the only way to reach that little light
I walk out, stop. Time waits with bated breath. I slowly turn back again..
If the pain was great, greater still was this accidental love
If walking through the valley meant, I was madly in love
Then I will walk again, for love and for you who made me feel alive again.