The Detour

I thought I knew the way to love,

A path so clear, so bright.

Yet every step turned into mist,

And day dissolved to night.

I chased the stars, I chased the moon,

I followed every sign.

But love, it took a different route,

And never followed mine.

Through heartbreak’s hills, through valleys low,

Through roads I dared not take—

Love found me where I least had searched,

At last, my heart awake.