Starlit Path
written by Gary Marks © 1974 Arewea Co. ASCAP

Circling up and down on a starlit path to home.
Folding my hands in prayer like a child but with far less innocence and hope.
 
Senses have tricked my mind into falling leaves.

And there's no pain to blind my path but my will cannot stop me from my secret dreams.
 
I just keep on believing if she’d love me my life would change.
To hold her in my arms so softly would turn everything clear again.
 
I've spent my times in misty days. I could hold onto her and still not see.
But when I try to follow paths I can feel me falling too high from my destiny.
 
I just keep on believing if she could love me my life would change.
To hold her in my arms so softly would turn everything clear again.
 
Circling up and down on a starlit path to home.
Folding my hands in prayer like a child but with far less innocence and hope.
 
I just keep on believing if she’d love me my life would change.
To hold her in my arms so softly would turn everything clear again.