
I began with a smile
to walk on a path
which looked like an isle
of a million mile
i walk a few feet
see a pretty face
she smiles at me
makes me happy
i believe at the end of the path
there will be a tear
she walks the path
holding my hand
telling me the meaning of love
but i don't listen now
i find a fruit
but its poisoned
i insist on having it
and she joins me
i believe at the end of the path
there will be a tear
only to know it would kill
eating more of it
we look into each others eyes
and a moment of passion flows
there is a curve in the path
i didn't expect this
trying to walk straight
i am hurt more
i believe at the end of the path
there will be a tear
she starts walking away from me
the path gets harder to walk on
but i pull her back
and walk on thorns
There's a sign on the wall
But i want to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have
Two meanings
is this the end of the path?
have i poisoned both of us?
but she lives on and i weep
with blood on my feet
i believe at the end of the path
there will be a tear
A tear.... at the end of the path






