A road has many turnes

As I followed the smoke of the fire you made
I walked through a valley of death

As I followed the trail of red roses that you've made
I walked through the heavens above

As I followed the path with dark flowers that you've made
I walked through the cemetery of ghosts

As I walked through the heart of the storm
I saw the angel of Death
Her black wings standing out in all the destruction

But as I followed a empty road that seemed to never end
I walked in to your life and changed it forever

Now when I think of all the paths I have walked
I walked through all of them just to get to you
I would walk them all again just to be in
your arms for the rest of my life