Paths

You take my hand in yours
as we roam the city streets
I never want to be anywhere else
you ask me if I have ever loved anyone
at this moment, I know I have
I can feel your heartbeat
like the sounds of our feet
as we follow the path before us
I know that I would follow you
into oblivion, if I could
I would do anything to
keep myself on this road
the funny thing is that
as hard as I may try
I always end up on my own path
and never the one before me