Light the roads, again this time,
Some crooked, some deforming align,
Many are those who walk on this,
Dreams while carried, one and many times.
Passengers, walk on step by each,
In love, lust or greed to reach,
Muffled in the heaps of emotions,
Lingering around in the spill of the dreams.
Guide it, guard it or let it go,
On the roads when you walk alone,
As promises, fleet with rush along,
Stay sure to smile, for a goodbye route.
Not all stay, for the winters,
As will hush, to their road back home,
But, be sure to light the roads,
For the new passengers en route.