How the West Was Won

I dont know how the west was won

How the ocean let all the sailors come

They came over one by one if only just to seeI dont know how happiness gets hidden in the wilderness

Im leaving in the morning with my paddle and my limeI dont know how to find you when

All Ive been is a lighted window

Waiting for the dark to make its way back into lightAnd you will hold me in your arms

And you will hold me in your armsMaybe Im just a pilgrim who is trying to make sense of you now

Pray the wind will take me where the space meets up with time

Where you will hold me in your arms