Arms

I never walked into this knowing, yet I always knew
 I never spoke with you knowing, yet I always knew
I'd never let you take me had I knew where we were going, yet I always knew
To have never felt lost on this path,
 though the road I'd never even known
 though the road I'd never even seen
To have never felt alone on this path,
 though the road I'd never walked
 though the road I'd never believed.
I know your voice
 though I'd never heard
I know your eyes
 though I'd never seen
I know your universe
 though I'd never lived it
For the comfort in them, is only formed from memory
Yet, with the intensity and curiosity, it as it was the frist experience.