It doesn't really matter where I'm going
As long as I dare
To hold the other's hand
To love the time that passes
In everything I do
Rage and love embrace each other
Be it mine or be it yours
Life goes beyond us
What will come, what will come
I write my path
Without thinking, without thinking
Where it's going to end
In my joys, in my sorrows, in my choices, in my tears
I let my feelings go
At best, we write our paths the way we care
To love indifferently
On the quicksand of a past that's collapsing
I hang up to those I love
Taking care of each second
The hours will take care of themselves
What will come, what will come
I write my path
Without thinking, without thinking
Where it's going to end
What will come, what will come
I write my path
If I get lost, it means I already found myself
And I know that I have to continue
Since we are here and we don't know
What is going to happen in a few moments
Letting my instinct speak heals me
Since this all is way too short
I'll be loving till my last day
Till my last breath of life
What will come, what will come
I write my path
Without thinking, without thinking
Without thinking about tomorrow
What will come, what will come
I write my path
If I get lost, it means I already found myself
And I know that I have to continue
What will come, what will come
I write my path
If I get lost, it means I already found myself
And I know that I have to continue
If I get lost, it means I already found myself
And I know that I have to continue