Over near the tavern o'r' it was by the bend of the path where the scent of the tree and you mixed and pulled me entranced by thine something gentle rubbed on meant to have me answer like an arrow flying crooked and bent ... ... It was your eyes that had held me for the longest if it had been a night ... My gut flushed as if lost wandering eternal twilight ... Where have we been together before to have these memories come so clearly to mind? ... ... Locked into step as we are now, we must make our journey last a while longer before dawn steals things away and all that will remain is just the dust of memories again while forgetting the simplest things like the touch of your hand ... ... My feet must stop running but my heart will beat deeply true ... When my eyes rest from dangers, they always seek out you ... Now at the edge of fear, I see we'll be able to make it through ... ... As you wish to clasp to my side awhile longer through the winding path, I'd rather like to have to see your smile more often if I'm someone that could make you jump or laugh, but if you fear anything just scream and grasp ... ...
