If I knew you were coming
I'd be home soon
And if I knew you were wishing
upon the same moon

I would walk out in the night
to tell you it's allright

Make me a stone
Make me a crown
Make me a child to bare through the storm
You can continue when I'm gone

Make me a tree
under the sea
Where I can climb and fall down
And we can sleep there on the ground

If I knew you were thinking
- to this one I am bound
And if I knew you were wishing
you should be on the same ground

Walk out in the night
and tell me it's allright

If I could see the things you see
If I could be inside your head
Would I only do the right things
and would you still be here?

Много чего у меня нет - зато теперь есть "Make me a stone" by Kari Rueslatten".
Видимо, вот он - путь, выбранный в этом году.