The future is always right before us
that path getting closer with every step we take
Littered with the chances
and opportunities we must take

I will look back from time to time
at the trail we covered with broken branches
I will brush aside autumn leaves to uncover
footprints where we broke and ran once

And if I look back just for long enough
I might see your reasons
imprinted by our running toes
and weathered by four seasons

But for now I will keep walking on
trying not to look behind me
and I hope that when I turn my head
I will find you right beside me.