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.