Rest
I wonder what lonely road I'd be wandering now
If I hadn't seen your wondrous heart
Standing bravely on that point,
Shining like a beacon in the stormy night,
Catching my tired eyes like the first light of dawn
After a long, lonely night...
Bring me safely home to rest, my guide
To your harbor, calm and deep,
Bathe me in your guiding light
And revive my spirit for its flight.
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