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The Road
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Ironhorse Writer
©5/28/2002
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Winds, long blown, beckon
Winged memories, flutter through
I had lost the way
Let myself stray
From the road that leads to you
Such a winding path I ride
'Round each bend, out of view
The unforeseen
That come between
The road that leads to you
To grasp the hands of time
If but only to start anew
Yet, time is blind
It pays no mind
Of the road that leads to you
I pray that love awaits me
For my heart beats ever true
Lest you be gone
I'll continue on
The road that leads to you
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