your in a maze
confusion is all that surrounds
and when you reach the end
the galliant trumpets sound

but suddenly their cut short
from there triumphant tunes
your heart, it aches
and your body starts to swoon

How can i help my freind?
how do i even start?
your tangled in the swollen vines
lost with your golden heart

for what you seek
is so very hard to find
a love that consumes your soul
one that swallows your mind

but, dear freind
please never forget
a love found but lost
in your heart is always kept

so take that leap of faith
close your eyes and to her, call
and if you trip on hidden stones
ill be there to catch you when you fall