these winding, twisting avenues
they lead me in so many directions
but every avenue leads back to you
a jumbled mess of lefts and rights
of going round and round in circles
of endless days and sleepless nights
lord knows I should tire
be weary, exhausted, unable to go on
but my heart leads me straight to my deepest desire
these winding, twisting avenues
they lead me in only one direction
every avenue leads back to you.