Verse 1: Male

The path runs past the cedar fence

Your muddy boots leave evidence

You point where tall green blades bend low

And say, “There’s somewhere we should go”

Verse 2: Female

A paper map inside your coat

A little tear beside the note

The afternoon turns soft and wide

I take your hand and match your stride

Pre-Chorus: Duet

No need to name the road ahead

We’ll follow where the grasses spread

Chorus: Duet, harmony

Keep to the grass, keep close to me

Past the old gate, where the fields run free

If the trail turns strange, if we lose our way