Now a return to with wings wide spread.
There was a time when I didn’t try to please anyone.
There was a time when it was up to others to know how to knock on my door.
I didn’t care… or so I thought.
Was it my wish to be loved that led me to where I am now?
Through fields of blooming flowers and green grass.
Through rivers of tears and paths of broken glass.
I’d like to rewind. Or am I doing so already?
But it can never be the same again.
And I wouldn’t want it to be.
I am heading back through a different path.
Yet I am not sure where I am going.
And where will I end up.
At the same time walking forward.
Perhaps it’s a completely new direction.
And maybe I won’t be just walking anymore.
