Seek and you shall find
They said to me on a cold winter day
So I stepped out and left behind
The person who I used to be

The journey, hard
I soon grew weary
I burried my self in a dusty, dreary
place where I could disregard
The goodness found in your loving face

But you reached out
and touched this dreamer
You had pitty on my stoic face
You made me remember the things you promiced
And I could never be the same

The sun will rise
The seasons will change
The moon will dance through time and tide
But within my mottled, spartan soul
You overwhelm and take control

Yesterday's future
The man who stood between my dreams and yours
Was it me?
It was me
But you'll take this frail life and make it yours