The way is dark up ahead of me

The way is dark and I cannot see

What I love the most is a flashlight beam

Lighting up the way when I cannot see

The way unfolds like an open hand

The way unfolds like I didn't plan

And only in looking back do we understand

That the way was true as an open hand

Over trials and trouble I've already come

And the net appeared when I needed one

Yes, the road is dark and the ground is rough

Most the time a flashlight has to be enough

We move forward one step at a time

Wide eyed and hopeful, lost and half blind

Mistake by mistake, we all learn to be kind

There's so much to see and to realize

If I could close my mouth and open up my eyes

And the world will tell us more than enough lies

But we'll find our way with a small flashlight