No One

I can’t do it for you.

I can’t be it for you.

We all are made to wander, and cry out.

We are all made to wonder, and sing.

This path you walk, is yours. And I’ll walk along, or ahead, or behind - wherever my own path goes.

But this path you walk is yours.

No one can do it for you.

No one can be it for you.

So whether we walk in silence or laughter...

In travail, or pop songs…

In love or in like…

I’ll walk my path.

You’ll walk yours.

Where they touch, we’ll be together.