High Way

You could have taken a different route Lord knows it had its charms. But that wasn't what you were about before you were in my arms. You forfeited friends along the way but you scarce gave it a thought. You let them do and be what they may while you did everything you ought. Thus you came to me in celestial white, sweet, pure, faithful in every degree. I see you still in that heaven-sent light and live for the day you and I are we.