I took the long way, and got lost in time
the earth is warm here and the sun,
reluctant to leave,
sprinkles gold dust into the water and
tempts me to jump in, to
stand strong, stand firm, to let it rush all around me,
and yet not be moved.
and come out shining that special glow.
so that if I'll find you,
I could invite you to this place,
and ask you,
to ‘let me be your rock; let my love flow over you--
just like standing in a river...'
but that’s only an ‘if’,
and that’s only if I find it in me to jump in.